Lyrics
I won't go spinning on the block
I don't got a bike
He's got that dog in him
Yeah I bark and I bite
Keep me and the money separate
We don't think alike
He's got that dog in him
Yeah I bark and I...
Bite
Money makes me emotional
After I get it no self control
I do the bare minimum
Me as the centerfold
Turks and Caicos
Set up the cameras
Imma yell action
We make some magic
Pass up the rock
Just call me magic
Bouncing like bunnies
3 goals, call it a hat trick
One, get money (aye)
Two, get money (aye)
Three, get money
AAA
Like I got car problems
But you're lookin at my 4.0
Saying I got financial problems
That's just me putting on a show
Wassup, wassup
Wassup, wassup
Wassup, wassup
Wassup, wassup
I won't go spinning on the block
I don't got a bike
He's got that dawg in him
Yes I bark and I bite
Keep me and the money separate
We don't think alike
He's got that dawg in him
Yeah I bark and I bite
What would you say with a man down?
50 Ks what would you say now?
I mean that's fifty thousand
I mean that's stupid shit
I ain't new to this
Money called
"Who is this?"
Know yourself
Who you with
"Who is this?"
My Xs didn't treat me right
Neither did my Os
Go back to the old school
My enemies and my foes
Put a line through them
Like I'm playing tic tack toe
That stale energy got nothin left
Do not ask for more
And yet you do
And you will
"No I won't"
Yes you will
There's a balance
And a statement
At the bottom
Of the page and
You'll ignore it
But I bold it
Underline it
You look past it
Rip the pages
Toss it back and
I look at you
Flabbergasted
On my momma
Didn't think
You would do me
Like you did
But you did
Here we are
What it is
You fucked up
That's on you
Not on me
That's on you
Not on me
You look angry
Smug as hell
Forget about ya
Might as well
Wassup, wassup
Wassup, wassup
Wassup, wassup
Wassup, wassup
My Xs didn't treat me right
Neither did my Os
Go back to the old school
My enemies and my foes
Put a line through them
Like I'm playing tic tack toe
The stale energy got nothin left
Do not ask for more