Strippers and Blues lyrics

[Verse 1:]
Try to count a n*gga out, Imma run it up
Smokin' on this herb got me high as f*ck
I'm in Toronto with a cool sl*t
She suck a n*gga up and gave me 20 of 'em
Damn, I'm talkin' big sh*t
You ain't gotta know me but respect this
I don't really give a f*ck, make a n*gga rich
I drink expensive lemonade, rock designer kicks
Birds in the kitchen like [..]
XD by my bed help me sleep more
Why you n*ggas hatin' on me for
I'm puttin in work like amigo
Trey touchdown now it's movies
Jewels on n*gga even in jacuzzi
I'm not a trick b*tch you cannot use me
Bro you fresh outside you a newbie


[Hook:]
Baby got back I could set a cup on it
Glock so hot I could barely even hold it
Money on my mind when I wake up in the morning
Baby quit callin' my phone I don't want it
Big (big) bank (bank) ballin (ballin) cake (cake)
Ass (ass) shake (shake) Ass (ass) shake (shake)
I don't give a f*ck
On mommas I'm up
f*ck talkin' bout it lil n*gga run it up

[Verse 2:]
Everything I say is real rap
I don't think you n*ggas really trap
Like my ATL n*ggas no cap
Yeah, crack a b*tch like what's happenin'
Money money money keep stackin'
This beat slappin'
Make some noise for my n*gga Dan, he goin' crazy
These n*ggas all bluffin', pure rap
Everything a n*gga got, pure trap
Yo girlfriend gon' kill you for talkin' that
You need to go n' get some money witcho stalkin' ass
Yeah, it's true, I really got the b*tch
You was doin' too much drugs had to knock the b*tch
I just gotta trap out [?] the b*tch
Off top real n*gga that's how I'm f*ckin' wit it


[Hook:]
Baby got back I could set a cup on it
Glock so hot I could barely even hold it
Money on my mind when I wake up in the morning
Baby quit callin' my phone I don't want it
Big (big) bank (bank) ballin (ballin) cake (cake)
Ass (ass) shake (shake) Ass (ass) shake (shake)
I don't give a f*ck
On mommas I'm up
f*ck talkin' bout it lil n*gga run it up