If you didn't fuck so many bitches
(Give a fuck about them bitches shawty)
Tryna have the time of your life On the low
Boy I know you bout your money and your riches
(Give a fuck about them bitches)
But you ain't done a damn thing to keep this going on
(What about the money shawty)
Always talking but the love for your niggas
(Know I love my niggas)
They wanna fuck you like this pussy at home, down for you baby
(We about that money now)
[?]
(Know I love my niggas)
If you didn't fuck so many bitches
(What you get that money now)

If you didn't even wanna go to war say word
We ain't paying no concerns to the niggas they scared
You know you wanna get your pussy ass at the car Trae
Cause you don't wanna see me and Trae da Truth
With the Mac, that'll let the whole block have it broad day
Trap back alley, project hallway
Always played the game devour way
Me and THUGGA we just [?]
We did it our way!
Shad da god be on the highway
Look what I had back in my day
Nigha Peewee, he so greedy
Still throw bankroll when he see me
Bankroll mafia, talk that shit I'm droppin Ya
Give a damn how rich or popular
Got Pac in ya, what's stopping Ya?
(What's stoppin Ya!?)
From meeting your match ain't going to be no matches
Just me on your ass
Two or three in your back, now you bleedin all of your homie [?]
There goes the Mac, now your homies done ran
No disrespect but lil Homie the man
Respect for whoever lil Homie demand
Just ask your big homie lil Homie go H.A.M.
(I do)
and I don't give a damn,
what these big niggas pretend when they talk about,
cause I really am, in the room only made man get to walk out
(Go!)

If you didn't fuck so many bitches
(Give a fuck about them bitches shawty)
Tryna have the time of your life On the low
Boy I know you bout your money and your riches
(Give a fuck about them bitches)
But you ain't done a damn thing to keep this going on
(What about the money shawty)
Always talking but the love for your niggas
(Know I love my niggas)
They wanna fuck you like this pussy at home, down for you baby
(We about that money now)
[?]
(Know I love my niggas)
If you didn't fuck so many bitches
(What you get that money now)

Nigga, Niggaaaa
My dog'll pull up and smoke em like a cigar
And she wonder why I love her
Got her singing, She's playing on the guitaaarrr
Lil baby she don't need wood, Like you in church
These pussy niggas fake and they twice as green as they turf
I catch that bitch I squirt in her face, and that's all she's worth
Yeah I fuck her treat her like a map and leave her in that dirt
And I got my lean in and they say carry on like a purse
Time of my life, pull up like skirt
Im'a stack it to the ceiling, cut it like a nurse
I be loaded on these bitches, when i'm on that purp
Im'a fuck her then im'a throw her like a Nerf
I fuck your bitch then pay that bid to my lil whodies
You can hit it from the back to the front
then they coming right back like Spalding
Man that pussy so wet I need a jetski
Ridin 24's in L.A. like Kobe
Michael Jackson im'a beat it like she owe me
Plus she told me

If you didn't fuck so many bitches
(Give a fuck about them bitches shawty)
Tryna have the time of your life On the low
Boy I know you bout your money and your riches
(Give a fuck about them bitches)
But you ain't done a damn thing to keep this going on
(What about the money shawty)
Always talking but the love for your niggas
(Know I love my niggas)
They wanna fuck you like this pussy at home, down for you baby
(We about that money now)
[?]
(Know I love my niggas)
If you didn't fuck so many bitches
(What you get that money now)