£3200 Lyrics

Yeah,

I'd rather pay for pussy than waste time on you

Full concentration in the kitchen, keep my eye on it

My ex creepy as hell, keep on spyin' on me

Don't play about my paper, bitch, I'm dyin' bout it

Book that flight yourself, bitch

Since you dyin' for it

I'm off X pills and the lean

But I'm stayin' focused

Ay remember, I was trappin' out the ford focus

Bought a B, sold it ten a g, didn't tell no one

Bitch, I get it through the mail, sell it in the streets

She suck it with some passion, cause she heard of me

Them niggas rockin' purple jeans

But I ain't got no bread in em'

My nigga pulled a skit for 50,000

I was there with him

Bitch, I'm backseat ridin', 5%

Walkin' designer stores, don't check the price

I'm here to spend

Told her that I love her, but I know my real intentions

Bae you bad as fuck,

Look like you came fresh out detention

Shoutout to my fit, this bitch 3200

Dove in, in that pussy felt like a tsunami

My plug old school, he wrap it like a mummy

My bitch pussy stay bald, I named it Bobby Shmurda

Why you makin' murder music, you ain't never murdered

Oh you wanna take it, there, I can take it further

I'm talkin' business on the phone, calling from a burner

Tell my mom that I'm a boss, I ain't no fuckin' worker