different countries ft. Nate Frxsca Lyrics

Tshhh tshhhh alright, let's get it ty

Tshhh, tshhh, yea, tshhh, yea

Live my life, if she don't get it, cut her off I ain't gone miss it

Live my life, if she don't get it, cut her off I ain't gone miss it

Bitch I'm posted on a mission

I ain't worried about 4 digits

L's and wins this shit come with it

They both bad can't tell the difference

Paper come my hands itching, my hands in it

Boy you grown as hell better stop bitching

Yo main bitch wanna fuck with us, she ain't even got enough money to come around niggas

Send her to my main bitch fix her credit score

Zoomed in the pape with a telescope

We done ran out tell em send some more

Trying to get my young niggas out the streets cuz they fuck around start selling dope

I'll spend it all up in Saks Fifth, boy my closet worth bought a key of coke

Ion even pour a deuce when I'm by myself it's a three of more

Ion never see myself going broke cuz I done stacked it tall up from the floor

I done hit a couple hoes once, and they call my phone blocked and they beg for more

Invested the bag in a lot of things, but I treat the rap shit just like a sport

Ain't another choice in life if you getting cash you gotta drive in sport

I been living life so lit, that I'm hitting bad bitches up by the two's

Thirteen hundred dollars for sneakers I done spent that on a slot of snooze

Abandoned the whole operation, because shit blowing up hot like a nuke

My white boys copping by the two's

Time running out, what you about to do

Me and that money so fucking locked in, man our relationship stuck like some glue

I'm getting high out my body, sipping that codeine and I be taking shrooms

I just sent a hit now it's breaking news

I be burning sage and I spending blues

This outfit that I put on, worth a whole 90 pack of 30 mili blues

Ion fuck with niggas they fake, putting on a act show like Terry Crews

Live my life, if she don't get it, cut her off I ain't gone miss it

Live my life, if she don't get it, cut her off I ain't gone miss it

Bitch I'm posted on a mission

I ain't worried about 4 digits

L's and wins this shit come with it

They both bad can't tell the difference

Eat the whole dick, damn she hungry

Pills and pints in town and country

Pull her phone out while we out, see me trying to duck the camera

Her hits wild like Alabama

Uncut gems like adam Sandler

She top me up in the cabbana

She wanna fuck in different countries

I'm like baby say you love

I might put in on these pints

My project niggas rob you broad day they ain't living right

She thought I cut my hoes off for her I told her take a hike

I nicknamed her tony cuz her ass got them tiger stripes

She in the club every other night, bitch go find a hobby

These hoes fucking off on these niggas, I won't spend a dollar

Popped a lil uzi watch that bitch dance like it's Sada

She made me lambchops and filled me up, I feel like big papi

I'll spend it all up in Saks Fifth boy my closet worth bought a key a coke

We up forever never going broke

Will I make it shit only lord knows

I know I'm in love with the money, because I can feel the shit all in my hormones

(Darealest)