Lyrics
With my dog by my side, you would think that I'm blind
Coming through wreaking havoc push you off to the side
Make 2 commas every quarter and I'm fucking all dimes
So the second I arrive I don't like to waste time
Talk shit get hit with a fist lil bitch
Yea I'm on my pace and you on my list
Get rich, make hits, imma count my chips
Imma make this cake and you get pissed
cin't no way that the boy this cold
cin't no way with the fire I spit
Bout damn time that the boy done blow
Like a birthday cake when you make your wish
Make your wish
So make your wish no Timmy Turner
I'm hot just like a furnace
You hit my line like every single night but this my burner
This right here a murder, oo
Bitch I gotta curve you, oo
You said fuck the beef so I put my dick in a burger
Yea bitch I'm out of pocket
cnd bitch I'm not gon stop it
Cuz I ain't scared of nothing, I got big balls like it's Target
cnd I'm just chasing profit
So how you gonna knock it
So tell me one more time then at some point you gotta drop it
No option
With my dog by my side, you would think that I'm blind
Coming through wreaking havoc push you off to the side
Make 2 commas every quarter and I'm fucking all dimes
So the second I arrive I don't like to waste time
Servin' it up like I'm working a job
Bread in my pockets, it came with the cob
You in her phone and I'm in her jaw
She suck me up like it came with a straw, aw
Only make gold like it's alchemy
Bottle deep hanging off of the balcony
Say my name, can't believe they doubted me
(Hoe hoe)
Step back in reality
Wait hold the phone
Who the fuck said that I'm out control
Who the fuck said that it's time to go
Showing up sped down a private road
Till I'm over smoking watching Paw Patrol
Ben 10 wrist that's a pot of gold
I can make ‘em fall like dominoes
cnd these Raybans on too big, messin' up my optical
You need to face it
Cuz I'm in her mouth 24/7 talking braces
Im pulling up to the studio 9-5 its a day shift
Hold on, now I'm spacing
cll this fuckin cash got me losing my concentration, okay bitch
With my dog by my side, you would think that I'm blind
Coming through wreaking havoc push you off to the side
Make 2 commas every quarter and I'm fucking all dimes
So the second I arrive I don't like to waste time
With my dog by my side, you would think that I'm blind
Coming through wreaking havoc push you off to the side
Make 2 commas every quarter and I'm fucking all dimes
So the second I arrive I don't like to waste time
WRITERS
Troy Glass, Troy Shaver
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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