Bows Around lyrics

[Intro]
It's Thirty, huh (Gery, what the f*ck up?)
It's Thirty (What up, Gery?)
(I ain't never do it this time, we in the closet with this sh*t now)
It's Thirty

[Verse]
I'm the type to see a n*gga broke and put a bag on 'em
I'm the type to hear you want some smoke and put bag on you
Brodie said it's money on the floor, I feel the cash comin'
I just woke up, a transaction came back, I'm finna cash somethin'
Nah, I don't wanna do no flirtin', where that Chase at?
'Fore I go broke, I'm runnin' in the crib, where that safe at?
I never needed no one to get rich, just some great crack
Don't come around mе asking for too much money, bro might take that
Hm, my momma said I'm movin' fast, I need to slow it down
Hm, don't take too long with my pint, I need to pour it now
Hm, my fusе short, I don't talk but we can blow it out
Hm, every n*gga with me step, ain't no ho around
Hm, b*tch, unless it's hoes around
Hit me with a Chase or fifth third, and it's 'bows around
Hm, I got Zaz' of 45 and it's lows around
Take all that bass out your voice, n*gga, tone it down
Hm, feel like my mind playin' tricks on me
Did it by myself, I ain't never have no big homie
I did some time in the county 'cause I got up with a stick on me
I know the prosecutor p*ssed 'cause the charges didn't stick on me
Hm, but I still got a stick on me
Pray to God don't nobody tell 'em 'bout it, don't snitch on me
I'm a loyal hustler, how could anybody switch on me?
But they still did, that's the reason why they switch on me
Hm, is you gon' shake that ass or not? What you lookin' for?
Hm, if that pus*y come with Chase, you can put it on me
Hm, I must've hit this n*gga b*tch, why he lookin' funny?
I swear to God, I didn't give her di*k, this b*tch took it from me
Hm, but soon as we was done, she started cookin' for me
Hm, she said you never treat her like this, now she lookin' for me
Hm, I'm tryna find somebody mama, I need sugar money
Don't think this sh*t a game 'cause I can get you dropped by a push of a button
Hm, I'll never tolerate no f*ck sh*t
Hm, I can't stand a bad b*tch that make me nut quick
Hm, how I'm 'pose to fall in love if you can't suck di*k
It's only two rules, look me in my eyes and use enough spit
Hm, my heart been broke a couple times, I don't trust sh*t
Hm, my two year old bad as f*ck, she always touch sh*t
Hm, I'm scared goin' back broke, so I just tuck sh*t
Hm, I run through 20K a month, that ain't enough sh*t
Nah, n*gga, I need some bigger paper
That sh*t you eatin' ain't enough, go make a bigger plate
My n*gga 6andz call me every time he switchin' state
I call my n*gga Blade every time I get a chase
Before I ever hit a bank, I hit the interstate
I'm always makin' money, n*gga, just in different ways
Hm, the streets ain't for everybody, don't think this sh*t a game
Huh, if you ain't tryna get rich, then you just in the way, n*gga