Bebe 2 - Cash Kidd

Jimmy, whatever the fuck you sold me, this shit hittin', dude, God

Ayy

She say, «Why you want my money, Marc? You rich already» (So?)

Opps say we never in they hood (Where?), the cemetery? (Haha)

Niggas straight-up pussy (Soft), like missionary

No words, straight drawin' pistols (Baow), like Pictionary

Chauffeur, tinted windows, the pistol near me

She don’t know I know she out here hoein', I’m hip already

I want head forever, keep the pussy, all you bitches scare me

Too friendly, lik my bitches mean like a dictionary (Lik my bitches bougie)

I don’t sit around and play, I get to it

She say if I leave her, she gon' kill herself, bitch, prove it (Uh-uh)

Free J Willy, I promise I’ma keep this shit moving (My nigga)

Got my mans behind that gate like home improvement

Would send her, but she love fuckin' for free, bitch stupid (Dumb)

Gave my mama ten for her birthday and she ran through it

Here go another ten (Fuck it)

Bro still hittin' 201s like he jumpin' in (Still jumpin')

This bitch done fucked the whole gang, but mad I fucked her friend

Nowadays, just want neck like a double chin (That's it)

Drumline, I’m in the field like a hundred bands

Big drum on that stick look like the number ten

If I gotta teach you how to be loyal, then fuck a friend (Fuck 'em)

Can’t teach loyalty, that shit gotta come from within

Tuh, hmm

These niggas got me off the cup again

Yeah, line after line like I’m punchin' in

Ayy, Bebe Kidd, made fifty off some socks, ayy

Got the drop, bro be lurkin' all the opps' page (Spin it)

Boy, time tickin' like your watch fake

When I say I’m spinnin' with that ratchet, not no prom date, ayy

Niggas hungry, can’t be lackin', check the crime rate (For real)

You’ll get blew for some J’s like Beyoncé (Real fast)

And I was down on my ass, now we beyond straight

Successful 'cause I took a lot of risks and kept my faith

Yeah, I like my bitches ratchet and rich

Passin' fat 'Woods to me, that’s her assist

Stayed loyal when I got it, I said that as a kid

Once I notice certain flaws, I might never forgive

Fell asleep last night gettin' head in the Benz

Blowin' 'Woods by the pool, I’m just settlin' in

On the dice, I’m a rapist, just hit seven again

These niggas fanned out like it’s hot as hell in the crib

Dick suckin' more than hoes, clique jumpin', switchin' bros

Six hundred on my toes, pin on 'em, switch my pose

T.I. brother, ATL, yeah, we get the biggest 'bows

And we get them bitches gone, nigga, yeah

Looked in the mirror like, «Ooh, I thought a rich nigga said somethin'» (Oh)

Instantly she on my dick and I ain’t even said nothin' (Said shit)

Big crib in the 'burbs, man, I feel like Craig cousin

Duck duck goose emojis for her, she be head-huntin' (Ooh)

Ride around with big sticks, the AR got a leg on it

Put you to sleep underneath your mans like y’all bedbunkin'

Big bag so a nigga picky, call me Fred Douglas

Bottom of my shoes a different color like I’m grass cuttin', huh

Nigga, naw, man, matter fact

Knock on your door and get to choppin' shit like I’m grass cuttin'

Dirty broke niggas throwin' shots, ain’t that somethin'?

They need to throw you in the tub, Diary of a Black Woman, ayy

Ayy, Bebe Kidd, made fifty off some socks, ayy

Got the drop, bro be lurkin' all the opps' page (Spin it)

Boy, time tickin' like your watch fake

When I say I’m spinnin' with that ratchet, not no prom date, ayy

Niggas hungry, can’t be lackin', check the crime rate (For real)

You’ll get blew for some J’s like Beyoncé (Real fast)

And I was down on my ass, now we beyond straight

Successful 'cause I took a lot of risks and kept my faith