MATERIAL DEBT Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
Respect when you see me
Im shinin like VV
Bitch dripped out in bebe
That's facts, aye
Men wanna be me
Baby wanna freak me
she ask me to blow out her back, aye
Bands what I'm needing
This music I'm bleeding
Don't hit me if not about that, aye
Bitch I'm a demon
Turn up every weekend
You won't ever find me at mass, yea
Don't just do ratchets
Don't know how to act
Man I love me a bitch with some class, aye
Failed all my classes
But love making cash
Now i love to go do me some math, yea
Fuck how you feel
I flip through dolla bills
Till my fingers get broke need a cast, aye
Keep it low key when I'm takin her soul so these shawtys don't put me on blast
My sonics melodic
It get her erotic
Swish that, you lob it
Go Take notes go Jot it
Run this don't jog it
I do shit, you blog it
Got me a new bitch, I feel on her body
Lil baby she naughty
She just wanna party
Been told to slow down but I cannot stop me
Put walls i break down no you cannot stop me
From Fuckin a check up I beat that like rocky
Keep it on ice like the wind when it snows
Feelin myself I get loose when I smoke
Pour up some wine then I loosen her throat
Bangers on bangers I feel like the goat
Too many bottles but I want some mo
Mo money mo problems but I want some mo
She slide in my dms we fuck on the low
The plugs is my homies get that on the low
Respect when you see me
Im shinin like VV
Bitch dripped out in bebe
That's facts, aye
Men wanna be me
Baby wanna freak me
She ask me to blow out her back, aye
Bands what I'm needing
This music I'm bleeding
Don't hit me if not about that, aye
Bitch I'm a demon
Turn up every weekend
You won't ever find me at mass, yea
Don't just do ratchets
Don't know how to act
Man I love me a bitch with some class, aye
Failed all my classes
But love making cash
Now i love to go do me some math, yea
Fuck how you feel
I flip through dolla bills
Till my fingers get broke need a cast, aye
Keep it low key when I'm takin her soul so these shawtys don't put me on blast
Material Debt
This debt will be the death of me
Material debt
This debt will be the death of me, yea
Material Debt
This debt will be the death of me
Material debt
This debt will be the death of me, yea
Push down on that pedal boi yea till my leg got cramps
Aye, 160 that freeway I just pray I don't crash
Aye If I do, go pour it up till it reach the top a that glass
Counting up on a fuckin check till I reach the top a that stack, okay
Pen down to da paper man till I reach the top a my class
Maximo, boy been down you can ask around that's facts
Blue water that white sand if I'm ever tryna relax
Hit one a my old hoes if I'm ever tryna relapse okay
Track star wit a slim waist baby you can bet I need that
Smell a bitch from a mile away homie you can bet I see that
This life what you make it boy yea you better go believe that
Ocean views wit da big whips homie It could really be that okay
Couple drinks now I'm hitting shorty like, tell me where you be at
Po me up that ace a spades now I'm hollin where da weed at
South side of that golden state boy this is where the Gs at
Homie pushed the whole fuckin ounce now we hollin where da keys at!
Respect when you see me
Im shinin like VV
Bitch dripped out in bebe
That's facts, aye
Men wanna be me
Baby wanna freak me
She ask me to blow out her back, aye
Bands what I'm needing
This music I'm bleeding
Don't hit me if not about that, aye
Bitch I'm a demon
Turn up every weekend
You won't ever find me at mass, yea
Don't just do ratchets
Don't know how to act
Man I love me a bitch with some class, aye
Failed all my classes
But love making cash
Now i love to go do me some math, yea
Fuck how you feel
I flip through dolla bills
Till my fingers get broke need a cast, aye
Keep it low key when I'm takin her soul so these shawtys don't put me on blast
