Sweet Tea Lyrics

I'm a baller yeah you bitches wouldn't know the difference

I know y'all broke but act rich, I see through the image

I'm talking big checks with a large tax percentage

Y'all all cap, I ain't seen nobody go the distance

Yeah the Lexus is whining, but the Viper is growling

I got the type of money my money can move mountains

I'm still that same kid that grew up in public housing

And you ain't really balling if you can't get out the county

I only keep bag getters around me

I make your ass fumble, Jadaveon Clowney

I make the type music make the club get rowdy

So much water on my neck, it's trying to drown me

I got that oil type of money yeah it's Saudi

But I'm a Geyer Springs boy, not from the south east

And I'm so damn hood I put lean in my sweet tea

I can't stay away from the money it needs me

I only keep bad bitches around me

I make your ass fumble, Jadaveon Clowney

I make the type music make the club get rowdy

So much water on my neck, it's trying to drown me

I got that oil type of money yeah it's Saudi

But I'm a Geyer Springs boy, not from the south east

And I'm so damn hood I put lean in my sweet tea

I can't stay away from the money it needs me

She the type of bitch, yeah she all into the crystals

I'm the type of guy that be into shooting missiles

Now she all up in her feelings saying Bongo I wanna fix you

You don't gotta text me back, I don't miss you

And if you still broke, that's a pattern

If I had to choose bitches or the bag, it's the latter

I stopped being generous and all my friends scattered

I got more rings on my hand than Saturn

I only keep bag getters around me

I make your ass fumble, Jadaveon Clowney

I make the type music make the club get rowdy

So much water on my neck, it's trying to drown me

I got that oil type of money yeah it's Saudi

But I'm a Geyer Springs boy, not from the south east

And I'm so damn hood I put lean in my sweet tea

I can't stay away from the money it needs me

I only keep bad bitches around me

I make your ass fumble, Jadaveon Clowney

I make the type music make the club get rowdy

So much water on my neck, it's trying to drown me

I got that oil type of money yeah it's Saudi

But I'm a Geyer Springs boy, not from the south east

And I'm so damn hood I put lean in my sweet tea

I can't stay away from the money it needs me