Man I ain't encourage my brother to do nothin' ****ed up, man say Wiz
Yo money retarded, if the bitch don't **** with us she missing our blessing
Bitches
I'm rich, we're both grown
Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
Too high, I'm too gone
If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I ain't really playing with you, don't know your name
I'm just tryna do some things to ya
Take ya home, let you rep Taylor Gang
Let you roll up a plane
Let you bring your homegirls
Let my boys run a train
I'mma real ass Bitches outta Pittsburgh
She don't Bitches, I don't deal with her, know ya heard
Good Bitches what I slang, I don't even run game
I've been learned my lane, hoes Bitches' up for fame
To the side got my money, she love that
Rollin' Bitches up first class
Taylor Gang Bitches all about his cash
Smackin' lil mama on the ass
I'm rich, we're both grown
Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
Too high, I'm too gone
If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I done threw a ring around my Bitches and my finger, ya digg?
I done threw some bling around my grill and my pinky, ya digg?
Your girl end up leavin' with me, you ain't a freak, where your friend?
Gates slang, I'm gonna throw that meat in her stomach for real
Audi, Mustang, Duli Truck, I just wrecked that Chevelle
Flipped it with my wife the other night, give a Bitches can you tell?
Kevin it's your pipe, well out in public won't notice she yell
Kept that on the tuck, no recognition, I'm touchin' them bells
Give them to myself off the truck or they come in the mail
Big money pocket, got the lumps
Kevin got dollars
I'm rich, we're both grown
Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
Too high, I'm too gone
If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:02.50]Man I ain't encourage my brother to do nothin' ****ed up, man say Wiz
[00:06.09]Yo money retarded, if the bitch don't **** with us she missing our blessing
[00:10.28]Bitches
[00:23.95]I'm rich, we're both grown
[00:26.86]Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
[00:29.83]Too high, I'm too gone
[00:32.77]If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
[00:36.09]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[00:42.08]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[00:46.92]
[00:48.78]I ain't really playing with you, don't know your name
[00:51.37]I'm just tryna do some things to ya
[00:53.55]Take ya home, let you rep Taylor Gang
[00:55.99]Let you roll up a plane
[00:57.61]Let you bring your homegirls
[00:59.17]Let my boys run a train
[01:00.62]I'mma real ass Bitches outta Pittsburgh
[01:03.70]She don't Bitches, I don't deal with her, know ya heard
[01:06.72]Good Bitches what I slang, I don't even run game
[01:09.82]I've been learned my lane, hoes Bitches' up for fame
[01:16.11]To the side got my money, she love that
[01:18.97]Rollin' Bitches up first class
[01:20.94]Taylor Gang Bitches all about his cash
[01:23.87]Smackin' lil mama on the ass
[01:25.29]I'm rich, we're both grown
[01:27.95]Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
[01:31.18]Too high, I'm too gone
[01:34.19]If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
[01:37.30]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[01:43.15]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[01:47.86]
[01:49.70]I done threw a ring around my Bitches and my finger, ya digg?
[01:53.01]I done threw some bling around my grill and my pinky, ya digg?
[01:56.14]Your girl end up leavin' with me, you ain't a freak, where your friend?
[01:59.18]Gates slang, I'm gonna throw that meat in her stomach for real
[02:02.17]Audi, Mustang, Duli Truck, I just wrecked that Chevelle
[02:05.25]Flipped it with my wife the other night, give a Bitches can you tell?
[02:08.33]Kevin it's your pipe, well out in public won't notice she yell
[02:11.31]Kept that on the tuck, no recognition, I'm touchin' them bells
[02:14.35]Give them to myself off the truck or they come in the mail
[02:23.14]Big money pocket, got the lumps
[02:25.07]Kevin got dollars
[02:26.17]I'm rich, we're both grown
[02:29.15]Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
[02:32.30]Too high, I'm too gone
[02:35.08]If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
[02:38.48]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[02:44.63]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[02:50.53]
Man I ain't encourage my brother to do nothin' ****ed up, man say Wiz
Yo money retarded, if the bitch don't **** with us she missing our blessing
Bitches
I'm rich, we're both grown
Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
Too high, I'm too gone
If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I ain't really playing with you, don't know your name
I'm just tryna do some things to ya
Take ya home, let you rep Taylor Gang
Let you roll up a plane
Let you bring your homegirls
Let my boys run a train
I'mma real ass Bitches outta Pittsburgh
She don't Bitches, I don't deal with her, know ya heard
Good Bitches what I slang, I don't even run game
I've been learned my lane, hoes Bitches' up for fame
To the side got my money, she love that
Rollin' Bitches up first class
Taylor Gang Bitches all about his cash
Smackin' lil mama on the ass
I'm rich, we're both grown
Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
Too high, I'm too gone
If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I done threw a ring around my Bitches and my finger, ya digg?
I done threw some bling around my grill and my pinky, ya digg?
Your girl end up leavin' with me, you ain't a freak, where your friend?
Gates slang, I'm gonna throw that meat in her stomach for real
Audi, Mustang, Duli Truck, I just wrecked that Chevelle
Flipped it with my wife the other night, give a Bitches can you tell?
Kevin it's your pipe, well out in public won't notice she yell
Kept that on the tuck, no recognition, I'm touchin' them bells
Give them to myself off the truck or they come in the mail
Big money pocket, got the lumps
Kevin got dollars
I'm rich, we're both grown
Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
Too high, I'm too gone
If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:02.50]Man I ain't encourage my brother to do nothin' ****ed up, man say Wiz
[00:06.09]Yo money retarded, if the bitch don't **** with us she missing our blessing
[00:10.28]Bitches
[00:23.95]I'm rich, we're both grown
[00:26.86]Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
[00:29.83]Too high, I'm too gone
[00:32.77]If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
[00:36.09]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[00:42.08]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[00:46.92]
[00:48.78]I ain't really playing with you, don't know your name
[00:51.37]I'm just tryna do some things to ya
[00:53.55]Take ya home, let you rep Taylor Gang
[00:55.99]Let you roll up a plane
[00:57.61]Let you bring your homegirls
[00:59.17]Let my boys run a train
[01:00.62]I'mma real ass Bitches outta Pittsburgh
[01:03.70]She don't Bitches, I don't deal with her, know ya heard
[01:06.72]Good Bitches what I slang, I don't even run game
[01:09.82]I've been learned my lane, hoes Bitches' up for fame
[01:16.11]To the side got my money, she love that
[01:18.97]Rollin' Bitches up first class
[01:20.94]Taylor Gang Bitches all about his cash
[01:23.87]Smackin' lil mama on the ass
[01:25.29]I'm rich, we're both grown
[01:27.95]Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
[01:31.18]Too high, I'm too gone
[01:34.19]If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
[01:37.30]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[01:43.15]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[01:47.86]
[01:49.70]I done threw a ring around my Bitches and my finger, ya digg?
[01:53.01]I done threw some bling around my grill and my pinky, ya digg?
[01:56.14]Your girl end up leavin' with me, you ain't a freak, where your friend?
[01:59.18]Gates slang, I'm gonna throw that meat in her stomach for real
[02:02.17]Audi, Mustang, Duli Truck, I just wrecked that Chevelle
[02:05.25]Flipped it with my wife the other night, give a Bitches can you tell?
[02:08.33]Kevin it's your pipe, well out in public won't notice she yell
[02:11.31]Kept that on the tuck, no recognition, I'm touchin' them bells
[02:14.35]Give them to myself off the truck or they come in the mail
[02:23.14]Big money pocket, got the lumps
[02:25.07]Kevin got dollars
[02:26.17]I'm rich, we're both grown
[02:29.15]Gotta mail me your boyfriend at home
[02:32.30]Too high, I'm too gone
[02:35.08]If she don't ride with the kid, I move on
[02:38.48]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[02:44.63]I'm just tryna find someone I can leave with
[02:50.53]
Yeah
I don't even smoke like that but (Oh yeah)
I have been the past couple days, **** it
I said this kush is gonna take me away (Yeah), 'way, away
I ...
Fresh off the plane
Pittsburgh pimpin' blew up and now he got his own strain
Diamond everything
We tired of paying for it so we put it in our name
Bee...
Hah, good one, Rich
Z cooking on the track
Some of them supposed to go, some of them supposed to stay
I ain't tryna ruin yours I'm tryna make a way, y...
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your corner, baby?
They can never clone it, baby
How it feel, how it feel
To have a real one in your co...
Too high to come down right now, yeah
So please don't call me out when I'm fading yeah
But you can't judge me right now, ooh
Baby, I'm way too f**ked ...
Lobster tacos, crab rolls
Uh, take your time, get paid
Take your time, get paid
Take your time, get paid
Take your time, get paid
Take your time, get ...
I got no stress cause I'm smoking on the best
And the world can't tell me where your girl at
That's a real flex homie that's a real flex
And you know ...
What?
Yeah
Worried bout a hater? Not me
Turned to the max, no sleep
Smoked a hundred joints to the face
Give a **** what a b***h nigga say
Everything ...