Debt Lyrics

Put that boy in debt

Put that boy in debt

Put that boy in debt

Damn, that boy in debt

Damn, that boy in debt

I-I just count up checks

I don't get in debt (What!)

Hoe, shake some, for a lil cash

Boy hating, like his dad

Might fuck up too much bags

If I keep popping tags

I heard you go out sad

I heard you down bad

I heard you go out sad

I heard you down bad

Huh, huh, huh, huh

Seen a nigga peeping through the back

I can turn a nigga to a tat

Pu-pu-pull up, and i sell a pack, yuh

Put a nigga down like that

"Sanya how you get down like that?"

"Sanya don't care bout no pack"

"Sanya cut down yo whole pack"

We got big mags, when i'm talking, don't get brought up

Hoes, in the bag, pussy ass nigga, I'd get you caught up

Pussy ass nigga, can't get no follow

Pussy ass nigga, why you always tryna follow

Made twenty back, you ain't not a dollar

Big ass backwood, look like Dabo

Big ass stick, in my couch

Pull up, skrt, what you bout?

Boy, all you do is hate, on yo momma couch

Picked up twenty from the bank, and brung it to my momma house

Steady on my dick, bitch, put it in yo bitch mouth (What!)

Put that boy in debt

Put that boy in debt

Put that boy in debt

Damn, that boy in debt

Damn, that boy in debt

I-I just count up checks

I don't get in debt (What!)

Hoe, shake some, for a lil cash

Boy hating, like his dad

Might fuck up too much bags

If I keep popping tags

I heard you go out sad

I heard you down bad

I heard you go out sad

I heard you down bad

(Bad)

(Down bad)

(Down bad)