That's it Lyrics

I been tryin'

Get the world to know us

I stay fried this the ninth time today I rolled up

Pop out to the game it's courtside and I'm tore up

I'm doped up bitch say call her when I'm sober

(yeah)

Told her I'm here for the night that's it

Wrestle like fight with a bitch

Put her on the mic real quick

Say she like when I sip

But she don't like my Ricks

Ima get her right with fits

Now that's 2 nights with the bitch

Racks up get racks up get racks up

Get racks out

Sticks up got sticks up got sticks up

Put the blicks out

She don't like me spit out

She don't wanna take the kids down

Some people really gotta sit down

We could put ya whole clique out

(Bags tore up I got a tool on me right now money drugs hoes I got all that and we gettin' more)

I got love but it's levels

Say done ima end em

Run get one to the temple

Doves flyin' it's settled

Worldwide ima need a medal

Money is time schedule

Money flyin' to the rescue

We really could help you

You keep talkin' like your head do

We could send you up to Ted too

Drugs you could see the residue

I hate being next to you

Let em save what's left of you

We gon' leave em like a vegetable

Told her I'm here for the night that's it

Wrestle like fight with a bitch

Put her on the mic real quick

Say she like when I sip

But she don't like my Ricks

Ima get her right with fits

Now that's 2 nights with the bitch