btyf lyrics
by 4am
(Verse)
b*tch I get money, not even trying (Ha)
Yeah, you don't really live that sh*t, why you lyin? (Ha)
B-Boy we got bullets, we send 'em flyin'
I'm off the gas, high as a pilot
b*tch talking down, really don't mind it
I'm getting money, I know that she like it (Ha)
See it, I want it, you know I buy it (Ha)
Boy talking way too much, boy be quiet
Put that sh*t on, don't need no stylist
We did that work, sh*t will get violent
Yeah, b*tch I'm better than your favorite (Ha)
That b*tch know that I'm the greatest, yeah
I know I'm the most hated
b*tch, I'm getting money and they hate it (Go, go)
I'm goin' up, I know they hate it
If he talking, leave him on a pavement
Racks on me, I ain't savin'
I got a bad b*tch, she not basic, yeah
Real designer what I'm facing
Nah, you ain't on sh*t, boy face it
b*tch I'm winnin', and they hate it, Ha
Hop in that Track, boy I get to racin'
I'm off the good gas and I'm fading
b*tch I'm winnin' and they can't take it (Ha)