intro lyrics
by Yaya Bey
Fed up b*tch
I just won't let up b*tch
I take my foot up off your neck when I feel like b*tch
Ooh I'm really in my bag when I talk like this
Keep your head up n*gga
You might luck up trick
Cause the rent still due baby
I'm living out the life that I choose baby
I'm dishing out coochie
If the groove wavy
I need some f*cking money for some shoes baby
Pay me
You gone stress me anyway
n*ggas gone n*gga so you might as well get paid
Dusty lil n*ggas need a wet place to lay
If you was thirsty baby damn that's all you had to say
Blessed and highly favored
God told me I'm major
I ain't got no behavior
If you ain't coughing up paper
n*ggas talking that sh*t right
n*ggas begging to hit right
n*ggas flipping the script
But ain't tripping over no di*k like
Where the f*ck is my money n*gga