Solo lyrics

[Chorus]
I just really wanna know how these b*tches playin you are a solo
I ain't stressin' about sh*t, i'm just worried about getting to the dough
If you talkin' down bro you better ---- ----- ---- ----
I told your b*tch just to bounce that
I'm worried about the ------ lil bro I'm stackin' up the paper I need more

[Verse 1]
I'm just tryna stack the dough and get the money all my brothers with me we stay just sippin' 40s
Remember they would just hurt me and talk sh*t
But now they all want me I got so many shorty's
All my b*tches f*cking ten with no makeup
Your b*tches fake, they be lookin' like some barbies
Always tryna flip the work and get them big bucks
Sorry to my teachers I was always really tardy
I swear I'm flexing on these f*ckboys
They still talkin' out their ass
But I stay chasin' six figures
They can't even walk in my shoes, they don't see the vision
Yeah, they just don't see my f*cking picture
But I figured, you a b*tch
I'mma f*ck around and give a perky to the b*tch
I'mma mess around and stick a thumb up in her clit
All these b*tches want me cuz they know i'm with the sh*t (yeah)

[Chorus]
I just really wanna know how these b*tches playin you are a solo
I ain't stressin' about sh*t, i'm just worried about getting to the dough
If you talkin' down bro you better ---- ----- ---- ----
I told your b*tch just to bounce that
I'm just worried about the checks lil bro I'm still stackin' up the paper I need more
[Verse 2]
Ay, I need more, drop it to the floor
Never had sh*t, but we gon' really buy out stores
Hit that b*tch and f*ck ----- I just tell her hit the door
All my brothers with me yeah, you just don't this war
Done f*ckin' with these b*tches cuz they made me bored
Ballin' on my haters I don't gotta check the score
If you lay a hand on ----- you gon' be done for
I got --- ---- so what else could I really ask for
I'm flossin' on a b*tch I had to really dig her out
I told your girl to throw it back cuz i'm just really gonna hit that
I'm on f*ckin' boss mode, on my mob boss sh*t
Get big ----- get me out my ----- --- ---- sh*t
Cuz i'm really flexed up, I be really next up
I just get that check and yeah I really f*ckin' run it up
Yeah, ay, yeah I run it up, ay, ay, yeah

[Chorus]
I just really wanna know how these b*tches playin you are a solo
I ain't stressin' about sh*t, i'm just worried about getting to the dough
If you talkin' down bro you better ---- ----- ---- ----
I told your b*tch just to bounce that
I'm worried about the ------ lil bro I'm stackin' up the paper I need more
Shoutout my brother, ay, shoutout to Sandwich b*tch