Cheap lyrics

[Intro]
(Andree, run it up)

[Chorus]
Securus cheap, how the f*ck you ain't sent your doggy nothin’?
Them Bubbas cheap, how the f*ck you ain't out here trappin' nothin’?
Them cutters cheap, how the f*ck you ain't out here clappin' nothin'?
Pull up another beat, every time I drop a song, I'm gettin' money
You ain't gon' clap sh*t, why the f*ck you n*ggas muggin’?
I live my life the right way, out here thuggin’ and I'm druggin’
Patek gon' shine the right way, all rose, sh*t bustin'
She offered to give me backrubs, sh*t, I know she want somethin'

[Verse 1]
I cheated a couple months, I wakе up, the b*tch still fussin’
After we f*ck, still got my jеwelry on, the b*tch might steal somethin'
sh*t 'bout over with like, b*tch, you need to drop you a tear or somethin'
Stand right over sh*t, every time they play, I'm ready to kill me somethin'
All these scars up on my body, n*gga, I still don't feel nothin'
Crash dummy go kamikaze 'cause n*ggas act like they don't feel guns
I just keep my sh*t discrete, how your daddy should've done
Told lil' cuh to push the P, he gotta go do a pill run
Told lil' cuh, "Go push the P," but I ain't talkin' 'bout a player side
Black truck the hoes and go duck off and let the chauffer drive
I only rock with shooters, stay protected, that's how I play and slide
Might smack the sh*t out a n*gga if he playin' 'cause we don't play with fire
Don't treat me like no tutor, y'all f*ck n*ggas' ass be babified
She rode the di*k so good, you would think this b*tch right here was made to ride
Opps be dyin' so fast, you would think these n*ggas got paid to die
Get off bags so fast, sh*t, I know why n*ggas hate the guys
Keep it real with me, in all honesty, sh*t, I hate to lie
Say they don't f*ck with me, but in the truth, sh*t, n*ggas can't wait to ride
These young n*ggas be weak, that's why I hang out with the older guys
b*tch asked, would I cheat? sh*t, the truth, b*tch, I can't decide
[Chorus]
Securus cheap, how the f*ck you ain't sent your doggy nothin'?
Them Bubbas cheap, how the f*ck you ain't out here trappin' nothin'?
Them cutters cheap, how the f*ck you ain't out here clappin' nothin'?
Pull up another beat, every time I drop a song, I'm gettin' money
You ain't gon' clap sh*t, why the f*ck you n*ggas muggin'?
I live my life the right way, out here thuggin' and I'm druggin'
Patek gon' shine the right way, all rose, sh*t bustin'
She offered to give me backrubs, sh*t, I know she want somethin'

[Verse 2]
If I can't sit my dog down and tell him the truth, I can't hang around him
Uh, whatever it come to, I'll go load up and go bang 'bout him
Just clap, when I see that n*gga, knock the f*ckin' fame out him
Ever since I lost my cousin, it ain't been the same without him
Uh, uh, it ain't been the same
Get a million cash, n*gga, I still wouldn't even change
n*gga, I still won't change the game
n*gga, I still won't change for fame
Still f*ck on my hoes the same
Won't get mad when I'm to blame