CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Shhhh
B-B-Bankroll got it
Shh, you don't want no smoke (Shh)
Chop a n***a toe, play eeny, meeny, miny, moe (Grrah)
Playing with the band, 100K in my roll (Band)
He was thirsty, he was lurking, so I set his a** up (What?)
I'ma focus on the money, 'cause I like the way it's thumbin'
My a** so fat that a n***a keep coming
Big brand on my bag, that's a hundred on the tag
Iced out VV, make a broke n***a gag
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that b*t*h, I'ma rock that b*t*h
I'ma rock that b*t*h, I'ma rock that b*t*h
Shh (Shh), he crazy (Uh)
Kiss him on the mouth, now the n***a want a baby (Uh)
Young a** b*t*h, so the n***a had to pay me (Uh)
Rockstar lifestyle, do this sh*t up on the daily
Huh, hah, he fu (B*t*h)
You ain't got a man, I don't even see you (What?)
Servin' bales, riding 'round in the droptop coupe
Lil' p*ssy a** thot, she was f**king on the crew (Thotty)
Like a bra, little ho, get strapped up
Straight to your drumline, n***a, get clapped up (Grrah)
I'ma a bad a** b*t*h, I don't know what to tell her
Inside cream paint, white like vanilla
My b*t*h so bad, mean, no Cinderella
That n***a a catfish, he is a no-go
I popped like eight beans, man, I'm so hard like KD
Ayy, I'm high as f**k, I'm zooted
I don't really got no point to prove
Play that game, you bound to lose
Test me, lil' b*t*h, I lose my cool
Test me, lil' b*t*h, I up that tool (Ayy)
I ain't even do the work, man, f**k that school
F**k that sh*t, b*t*h, wait
F**k that sh*t, b*t*h
Nah, for real, f**k that sh*t
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that b*t*h, I'ma rock that b*t*h
I'ma rock that b*t*h, I'ma rock that b*t*h
Shh, lil' p*ssy (Be quiet)
Ho, you wish, you can't f**k with me (Uh, uh)
Beat a broke ho 'til the b*t*h get dizzy (Thotty)
Right cheek, left cheek, my pu**y millies
I'm a gangster a** b*t*h, so I need a hood n***a (Uh, uh)
And I make a lot of money, so a b*t*h be chilling
And I don't give a f**k, ayy, lil' bro, kill 'em (B*t*h)
When an opp die, ayy, that's the best f**king feeling (On gang)
You ain't really like that
Do a lil' ho' dirty, she ain't fight back (She ain't fight back, ayy)
They be hitting my phone, I don't type back
You ain't even her b*t*h, ayy, you type fast (What?)
I be taking them drugs, heard they hit fast (Uh, uh)
Big a** chopper, made a lil' n***a get back (Grrah)
Wanted beef in the street, so you know I'm gon' eat that
On sight, pop out, where you at, lil' b*t*h? F**k the chit-chat
Shh, you don't want no smoke (Shh)
Chop a n***a toe, play eeny, meeny, miny, moe (Grrah)
Playing with the band, 100K in my roll (Band)
He was thirsty, he was lurking, so I set his a** up (What?)
I'ma focus on the money, 'cause I like the way it's thumbin'
My a** so fat that a n***a keep coming
Big brand on my bag, that's a hundred on the tag
Iced out VV, make a broke n***a gag
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that b*t*h, I'ma rock that b*t*h
I'ma rock that b*t*h, I'ma rock that b*t*h
Shh (Shh), he crazy (Uh)
Kiss him on the mouth, now the n***a want a baby (Uh)
Young a** b*t*h, so the n***a had to pay me (Uh)
Rockstar lifestyle, do this sh*t up on the daily
Huh, hah, he fu (B*t*h)
You ain't got a man, I don't even see you (What?)
Servin' bales, riding 'round in the droptop coupe
Lil' p*ssy a** thot, she was f**king on the crew (Thotty)
Like a bra, little ho, get strapped up
Straight to your drumline, n***a, get clapped up (Grrah)
I'ma a bad a** b*t*h, I don't know what to tell her
Inside cream paint, white like vanilla
My b*t*h so bad, mean, no Cinderella
That n***a a catfish, he is a no-go
I popped like eight beans, man, I'm so hard like KD
Ayy, I'm high as f**k, I'm zooted
I don't really got no point to prove
Play that game, you bound to lose
Test me, lil' b*t*h, I lose my cool
Test me, lil' b*t*h, I up that tool (Ayy)
I ain't even do the work, man, f**k that school
F**k that sh*t, b*t*h, wait
F**k that sh*t, b*t*h
Nah, for real, f**k that sh*t
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that sh*t, I'ma rock that sh*t
I'ma rock that b*t*h, I'ma rock that b*t*h
I'ma rock that b*t*h, I'ma rock that b*t*h
Shh, lil' p*ssy (Be quiet)
Ho, you wish, you can't f**k with me (Uh, uh)
Beat a broke ho 'til the b*t*h get dizzy (Thotty)
Right cheek, left cheek, my pu**y millies
I'm a gangster a** b*t*h, so I need a hood n***a (Uh, uh)
And I make a lot of money, so a b*t*h be chilling
And I don't give a f**k, ayy, lil' bro, kill 'em (B*t*h)
When an opp die, ayy, that's the best f**king feeling (On gang)
You ain't really like that
Do a lil' ho' dirty, she ain't fight back (She ain't fight back, ayy)
They be hitting my phone, I don't type back
You ain't even her b*t*h, ayy, you type fast (What?)
I be taking them drugs, heard they hit fast (Uh, uh)
Big a** chopper, made a lil' n***a get back (Grrah)
Wanted beef in the street, so you know I'm gon' eat that
On sight, pop out, where you at, lil' b*t*h? F**k the chit-chat
