55 M’s lyrics

[Intro]
(Ooh, Bi-Bighead on the beat)
Okay

[Chorus]
Hoes wanna f*ck me for the clout, tea
But, they never can and they pouty
I'm smokin', on big gas, got me drowsy
But, no longer sleepin' in the county
Fifty-five M's in my bank, that's goals
Hatin' undercover on the kid, get exposed
Black and white Rolls, black and white all my hoes
She know it's a blessin' she get chose

[Verse 1]
Man, I just went bought a new scale, but it weigh out all the same
Got a new hair, kept it [?] like it's plain, ugh
Rappers fakin' flexin' for the 'gram all the same, ugh
How you say you real but you ain't got no real chains? Ugh
I could spot that bullsh*t from a mile away
Shorty like the way I smell, that's the Prada way
I'm bumpin' Shawty, in the i8, you know I'm straight
Y'all was hatin' in my comments, that's that time waste
Backtrackin' like you 'bout to drop a song on MySpace
I'ma go with my guerillas, that's that primate
Skraight up, me and money on a blind date
You just blind to the money, different mind state
[Chorus]
Hoes wanna f*ck me for the clout, tea
But, they never can and they pouty
I'm smokin', on big gas, got me drowsy
But, no longer sleepin' in the county
Fifty-five M's in my bank, that's goals
Hatin' undercover on the kid, get exposed
Black and white Rolls, black and white all my hoes
She know it's a blessin' she get chose

[Verse 2]
Okay, okay, the camera phone turn the traphouse to a porno place
In the lamb like my favorite place to fornicate
Twenty thou' in my pocket, that's a normal day (yeah)
Wanna get this sh*t like me, gotta formulate
Gucci on my frame and my b*tch got a Karrueche frame (fact)
Got out of jail, changed my life like I'm Gucci Mane (fact)
You goin' broke and your team don't know who to blame (yeah)
I'm on a Harley bike, this ain't no Suzuki thing
Okay, look I got no time, I been doin' coke lines
We always on go time, we speedin' past slow signs
I'm seein' so much money, I pray that I never go blind
Last time I checked, y'all was finished before mine
Last time I checked, these i8 doors flyed
Up like a butterfly, I made the show fly
How you got so much drive and ain't got no ties?
Grippin' on the money like my hands were both pliers
[Chorus]
Hoes wanna f*ck me for the clout, tea
But, they never can and they pouty
I'm smokin', on big gas, got me drowsy
But, no longer sleepin' in the county
Fifty-five M's in my bank, that's goals
Hatin' undercover on the kid, get exposed
Black and white Rolls, black and white all my hoes
She know it's a blessin' she get chose (it's a blessin' she get chose)