Shit That Slapped A Mile Away ft. Reese Lyrics

Junior chefs the way we whip it

Honda fit the way we livin'

Makin money spending money just like that

That, talk to Smoky J to make a couple racks

I count it once I count twice I count again,

Gave some to my ops I gave sum to my crew

Had pop a few to hear whatchu said

It's hard to focus when im makin money moves

I told her work on your mental

I would work on mine but there's not much to do

I told her pass me my pencil

So I could write down all the things I did to you

Now listen to me when I tell you that you shouldn't have regrets

We live and fail and live and learn, only way to be the best

Just coz I'm better there's no reason for your bitchin stay upset

I only talk for 1 minute and she already obsessed,

Yeah she obsessed, pull up in the Rari

Bitch hit me up but I say that I'm sorry

Time go fast when you go to the parties

Seeing these bros think, I rap like Carti

Dam I be too high, looking dam fly, wondering where I go to next

Get home with a black-eye, from a tough guy, hittin with no latex

I text you 1 time, 2 time, 3 time, 4, don't pick up the phone, don't want me no more

Loose some, move on, close the door, never let that shit hit me in my core

Next, I move on to the next girl

Checks, buying her all of these pearls

Bets, she said to give it a whirl

Flex, eat her like a cinnamon swirl

Junior chefs the way we whip it

Honda fit the way we livin'

Makin money spending money just like that

That, talk to Smoky J to make a couple racks

I count it once I count twice I count again,

Gave some to my ops I gave sum to my crew

Had pop a few to hear whatchu said

It's hard to focus when im makin money moves