2:36am ft. Smc Quxnn

Whatever you need, I got it Won't take no shit, I pop it

Was fat as a bitch has a kid, now it's honey buns crawlin' out my pocket

Won't say what I see, just watchin Can't fuck, won't trip, just block it

Thought about quittin' again, cause I still ain't seen no profit

I still ain't seen no paper Chasin' racks, talk to you later

My niggas super slimy, pull up like alligators And I been workin' with my head down

Fell in love with all these presidents, they dead now

Might write the richest motherfucker on they headstone

On they headstone

No, they ain't believin' me, they gotta woke up a bit