My Day Off lyrics

[Intro:]
Yo check this out, b*tch ya hear me?
I just copped that new hoe ya b*tch
Ya know I just got that new Bentley, ya heard me n*gga
We do everything in the Gold House b*tch
Tiny shirts, pink shirts
Tiny pants everything
I don't wear nothing baggy no more

[Verse:]
b*tch I do everything now I ice my wrist
This b*tch ain't nothing, on this b*tch
Smoking a 150 inch TV
My remote look like a DVD player
In the library, I was reading books when you was f*cking hoes in they ass
I'm about that cash n*gga green on greeter
f*ck that oil, that ain't nothing
Can't nobody f*ck the BasedGod's b*tch
I... b*tch Mob, you feel me?
I rep b*tch Mob cause that hoe ain't sh*t
And I ain't gone die for it cause that doe ain't sh*t
n*gga play your cards right cause the doe ain't sh*t
n*gga riding 4 door had to hold they clip
n*gga open 2 door and that, ain't flip
Hide back in drive through that b*tch
Got the mask up, I'm with them
No help, I'm a one man army
But I ride on 'em man I'm a veteran
Put a 9 on your back like a letterman
Now-a-days, I don't know the fake or real
The fake ones, be the geeked up squad, ya feel me?
You wanna speak you can speak a deal
Yea, but what's the f*cking issue
Need some tissue, n*gga save yourself
Don't play yourself, Gold House mixtape
Lil B back b*tch Mob
So you know what's happening
Did it for the world, mother f*ck the rapping
Now I know that you like me b*tch
It's Friday, my day off
In the hood with a beautiful b*tch
Im that pretty b*tch, that gangster sh*t