Hustla

Fuck beefing with these lame ass Niggas, it's moody baby

Fuck beefing with lames, this shit Ain't the same, I said I'd rather move With drugs, get

Them out the way, Yeah, I had to call The plug to put me on some weight

Baby, yeah, you know I got it, Drug Money, become plug money, And the Product received

From it bring more money, And with more money, you know suckers coming

So we went and copped them poles, Now them poles upping, Why these Niggas hate me, I'm just

Tryna stack a couple M's so I can Bring ease, Why these hoes in love With all that drama

That pertain me, I guess it's cause I Seen it all and I won't let them have Me

Ay, bitches faking love now, Probably Cause I'm making all these funds Now, I just fuck

Them hella good and put my thug Down, and then I leave they ass alone Turn me