What U In It For lyrics

by

Nuez


[Intro]
Ayy bruh
I poured Sprite on so many n*ggas' b*tches this year dude
So many n*ggas' b*tches in my lifetime n*gga
I'm a living motherf*cking legend n*gga, baby guillotine dog
Ayy, uh

[Chorus]
Say she don't suck di*k, well that b*tch immature
Show that b*tch the door
n*ggas ain't tryna get no checks then what you in it for
Real n*gga in the building, got 'em insecure
Don't trust these n*ggas, barely trust that n*gga in the mirror
Ayy, gang all in the function, give no f*ck about your crew
They say we ain't on nothin', what the f*ck these n*ggas mean?
I'm making all this money, I got nothin' else to prove
I made your b*tch wanna run away with the team

[Verse]
That boy smoking di*k if he still think that we won't do sh*t
I don't care 'bout sh*t, I'll risk it all to see you leaking
Shawty want the clique, say she can make the pus*y do tricks
Take her to the VIP and let her be our lil secret
These n*ggas beefin' but when I walk in they vegans
I'm tryna spread my semen, shawty want sex with a demon
I'm with my heathens, it's gelato that I'm breathin'
In your b*tch I'm creamin', uh, deepen, uh
I'm a boss, f*ck what it cost
Making that money 'til I'm covered in frost
Don't want to talk, come to the loft
Play with that pus*y like I strum a guitar
Deep in the gam and I'm f*cking it raw
Ain't finna claim all my sons 'cause they soft
Big bank, just the motherf*ckin' toss
Big Dray got the motherf*ckin' sauce
Ayy, uh, I heard that you ball
f*ck n*gga don't crossed
f*ck n*gga don't get mossed
Got my b*tch holdin' my pistol
I swear that she lookin' just Lara Croft
f*ck n*gga thought he official
He flexing them retweets and views that he bought
Need a refill of that Hennessy, that be the remedy, I drink religiously
Down ass clique, we will go to extremities
Con ass n*ggas who live anonymities, uh
That your b*tch, boy she too slippery
I f*cked that b*tch 'til she quivering
I'm evil, they want be my mini-me
But there can only be one guillotine

[Chorus]
Say she don't suck di*k, well that b*tch immature
Show that b*tch the door
n*ggas ain't tryna get no checks then what you in it for
Real n*gga in the building, got 'em insecure
Don't trust these n*ggas, barely trust that n*gga in the mirror
Ayy, gang all in the function, give no f*ck about your crew
They say we ain't on nothin', what the f*ck these n*ggas mean?
I'm making all this money, I got nothin' else to prove
I made your b*tch wanna run away with the team

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