Briefcase Lyrics

Every second through the day

All I'm thinking about is pay

New money, Yeah new day

Cashing out, B.O.A

Pieces hit, I'm at chase

Bought my business, no briefcase

I seen 12, did the race

They can't get a trace

I can't have dirt on my face

Before you eat, best say your grace

Before you speak, best know your place

Ain't talking pimple pop his face

Crashing out like Bandicoot

High, might land on the moon

I'm with Reese, that's a goon

Ain't come from a silver spoon

I'm with my kamp the looney toons

Going ape, no baboon

She gon' blow me no balloon

Dressed like a raccoon

When it's time to hit a lick

Fuck how you feel, get off my dick

Fuck niggas, made me sick

Turn 'em to pieces n bits

On a shirt can be your pick,

Caught 'em lacking yeen slick yeen rick

Put the stick to your mouth, I ain't talking, no toothpick

Choppa Lupe, it'll push and kick

Choppa (BAW), right out your kicks

Ain't you said you was with the shits

Niggas act tough when posting pics

Might say fuck it and grow some wickss

Might hit a lick just to buy some fits

I'm showing money, she's showing tits

And ass, super soak that hoe im'a blast

Bust my nut, she in the past

Choppa spittin like outcast

I'm in first even when I'm last

Living my life a lil too fast

Smoking sitco yeah that gas

We in public, put'em in a cast

Anywhere else, your ass is grass

Niggas act good, put them in the cast

I stay spinning like I'm Taz

Every second through the day

All I'm thinking about is pay

New money, Yeah new day

Cashing out, B.O.A

Pieces hit, I'm at chase

Bought my business, no briefcase

I seen 12, did the race

They can't get a trace

I can't have dirt on my face

Before you eat, best say your grace

Before you speak, best know your place

Ain't talking pimple pop his face