30 for 30 lyrics

[Intro]
(Ayy, Yung, but he got that talent)
(Yo, Nicki Papz, make it slap)

[Chorus]
These n*ggas, yeah, they would hate on us, now we got money, these n*ggas gon' wait for us
I don't wan' f*ck in the morning, I told her to top me right when I start wakin' up
I just blew fifty K right in the day, by the end of the night, I done made it up
You need some money, come pick it up
Racks in my pockets, too heavy to lift it up
She wanna f*ck on me, so you know it didn't take long for shorty to give it up
Look at my crib, that sh*t big as f*ck
If you broke, you should go get your business up
Take my feet out my shoes and I kick it up
I got weed on me, b*tch, I be twistin' up
All this drip, you should know I could switch it up
Brand new diamonds, these mothеrf*ckers big as f*ck

[Verse]
I've been smokin' thesе n*ggas, they mad at us (Mad)
Make some millions, then head out to Africa (Woah)
She gon' give me neck, I feel like Dracula
Throw some money, she turned to a scavenger (b*tch)
These n*ggas mad, but I keep gettin' richer
Look at my chain, bought that sh*t from the river
My diamonds cold, that sh*t makin' me shiver (Let's go)
pus*y n*gga, get him smoked like he dizzy (Let's go)
These n*ggas how we trap out the spot
b*tch, I'm the plug, never sell out of stock
These n*ggas pus*y, they sell out a lot
My n*ggas shootin', don't run out of shots (Go)
These n*ggas broke, tell 'em, "Go get some money"
Six figure deal, I just signed that ho early
No, I don't cop, but I keep me some birdies
Can't f*ck with no b*tch if her feet is dirty
[Interlude]
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin', n*gga? We can't do that
We ain't goin' back and forth, n*gga

[Bridge]
Can't f*ck with no b*tch if her feet is dirty
b*tch, I'm a baller, go thirty for thirty (Thirty)
Racks, n*gga, I've been countin' that sh*t up (sh*t)
Shawty suck it 'til that b*tch get a hiccup (Doo)
Work her out, I got that b*tch doin' sit-ups (Sit-up)
Yeah (Woah)


[Chorus]
These n*ggas, yeah, they would hate on us, now we got money, these n*ggas gon' wait for us
I don't wan' f*ck in the morning, I told her to top me right when I start wakin' up
I just blew fifty K right in the day, by the end of the night, I done made it up
You need some money, come pick it up
Racks in my pockets, too heavy to lift it up
She wanna f*ck on me, so you know it didn't take long for shorty to give it up
Look at my crib, that sh*t big as f*ck
If you broke, you should go get your business up
Take my feet out my shoes and I kick it up
I got weed on me, b*tch, I be twistin' up
All this drip, you should know I could switch it up
Brand new diamonds, these motherf*ckers big as f*ck
[Outro]
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah, woah)