FIFTYONHER Lyrics

This bitch like to talk, I just might have to drop a 50 on her

Man, I hate the cops, they get too hot, I go 150 on them

Hollow tips with special grain because I'm short, I think you're stronger

Nah, I cannot dap up with you, boy this not no Ring of Honor

I've been on my flat, shit no grind, just like Eric Kostin

Baby, I'm the flag-ship design, these niggas knock-offers

Labels on my dick and on my line, but don't want no offer

Before I sign that, fucking dotted line, I need your boss' boss

Yeah, we can't get geeked as fuck, but you can't spend the night at crib

I don't bang for shit, but I got crips and Ps who slide on shit

Nigga wanna feat, he better pay, don't tell me slide on this

I might miss the xanax and the monster on some grimey shit

This bitch like to talk, I just might have to drop a 50 on her

Man, I hate the cops, they get too hot, I go 150 on them

Hollow tips with special grain because I'm short, I think you're stronger

Nah, I cannot dap up with you, boy this not no Ring of Honor

Shawty pull them titties out, and hit em' just like hi-beam

I just wanna look up on you, see just where yo mind be

The way I fuck this bitch, you think she noddin' off on Oxy

Rock them raver jeans, I just got molly in my pocket

Nigga wanna sub? I might have to gift like 50 on him

Lil baby pop a pill but she said that she is sick of smoking

Addicted to her throat, no going cold, I think I'm overdosing

I don't wanna love no more, I think that hate is way more potent

I smoke medical grade, I don't think I'll ever coast to coast

Lil baby say I'm mean, I don't want sweet shit, I don't sugarcoat it

Want me on my old shit, I hope you have a fun time with coping

Don't ask me what's in my cup, this is right here, the magic potion

This bitch like to talk, I just might have to drop a 50 on her

Man, I hate the cops, they get too hot, I go 150 on them

Hollow tips with special grain because I'm short, I think you're stronger

Nah, I cannot dap up with you, boy this not no Ring of Honor

Shawty pull them titties out, and hit em' just like hi-beam

I just wanna look up on you, see just where yo mind be

The way I fuck this bitch, you think she noddin' off on Oxy

Rock them raver jeans, I just got molly in my pocket