Profit Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Pop it, lock it, gimme the profit
Hell yeah nigga don't you stop it
Lock it, drop it, gimme the profit
Hell yeah nigga, run them pockets
Pop it, lock it, gimme the profit,
Hell yeah nigga don't you stop it
Lock it, drop it, gimme the profit
Hell yeah nigga, run them pockets
Pop it, lock it, gimme the profit,
Hell yeah nigga don't you stop it
Lock it, drop it, gimme the profit
Hell yeah nigga, run them pockets
Shut the fuck up when I'm speaking
Ain't doing shit but they always critiquing
I'm on my grind while you sleeping
Hoe if you feeling froggy then you best get to leaping
You giving Kim Possible, calling and beeping
Cuz yea, you could see that I'm eating
This is my plate and you reaching But bitch, I'm ain't nice, hoe my looks are deceiving.
None of you bitches is stoping my bag (nah)
None of you self-hating fags
I'll Beat up your face like yo ass doing drag (yeah)
That's why yo enemies gagged
Hoe you can see it, I aint gotta brag (huh?)
That's why yo ass feeling tagged
Y'all not discreet just because you all sag (hoe)
Just go and wave the white flag
Gimme some profit, I pop it for a deposit,
These niggas they try to knock it, but ain't nobody gon' stop it (huh)
Gimme some profit, i see it just like a prophet,
I'll empty these niggas pockets, then take off just like a rocket (yea)
Let's go, lets go, let's go, LET'S GO!
Gimme my things, gimme my things!
I could take ya money, and you keep that ring!
Gimme my things, gimme my things!
Boy, I want the money, I don't want no strings!
Gimme my things, gimme my things!
I could take ya money, and you keep that ring!
Gimme my things, gimme my things!
Boy, I want the money, I don't want no strings!
No strings, no strings, no strings, no strings
I said from the start that we really just flings
And now you wanna cling, boy I bet that stings
No strings, no strings, no strings, no strings
I said from the start that we really just flings
And now you wanna cling, boy I bet that stings
I get on my grind and I don't look back
So you gotta keep up, if you got it like that!
Every time I grind he say my ass so fat
But if he wanna touch, he gotta drop them racks!
I get on my grind and I don't look back
So you gotta keep up, if you got it like that!
Every time I grind he say my ass so fat
But if he wanna touch, he gotta drop them racks!
Gimme my, gimmie my, gimme my things!!
I'll take the money, you keep that ring
Gimme my, gimmie my, gimme my things!!
Boy, I want the money, I don't want no strings
I get on my grind and I don't look back
So you gotta keep up, if you got it like that!
Every time I grind he say my ass so fat
But if he wanna touch, he gotta drop them racks!