Worth It Lyrics

These folks got to hear this shit saucii

Pocket full of cash, bankroll all blues

And when they cross you dawg don't act like I ain't told you

Pocket full of cash, bankroll all blues

I ain't really stunting that hoe know she old news

I'm known to put a fly bitch inside some JimmyChoo

And when they cross you dawg don't act like I ain't told you

Told the label need a M, knowin' that I'm worth it

I just ask you to be real, don't ask you to be perfect

Get the drop on one of them niggas, get them gone for certain

I'm with a switchy in a Maybach lurkin' out the curtain

I'm a big dawg, ridin' with your bitch, dawg

I don't know what happened to that nigga, just know we involved

Yeah, you kept it real when my back turned know that's real dawg

They sent my brother down the road, he's servin' fentanyl

I been in my bag, it ain't too long till a nigga shine Fuck the plea, I ain't gon' sign, they Give me time, won't drop a dime

I could've gave everything I had, but right now ain't the time

Fuck around and get that nigga dropped, just like we pourin lines

I ain't sayin' that it's easy, I been stuck up on this road

Who gon' be there when this shit get all bad, I don't know

I can't believe I called you bro, known a nigga told

Had rubber bands around my sleeve before my wrist was froze

Out on bail still tote my gun, nigga, fuck them cases

I told my brother we gon' make it, nigga, just be patient

Fuck a handout, do it myself, cause it's gon' feel amazing

I used to pray up on a lick to leave them houses vacant

And I ain't never went out sad, nigga, call my bluff

I used to try to stretch a rack, and now a nigga up

And it ain't nothin' to hit your hoe, ain't gotta do too much

And I ain't four pockets, baby, but my pockets stuffed

Pocket full of cash, bankroll all blues

And I ain't really stuntin that hoe know she old news

I'm known to put a fly bitch inside some Jimmy Choo And when they cross you, dawg, Don't act like I ain't told you

Told the label need an M knowin' that I'm worth it

I just ask you to be real, don't ask you to be perfect

Get the drop on one them niggas, get them gone for certain

I'm with a switchy in a Maybach, lurkin' out the curtain