TITLEFIGHT ft. RollUpRick Lyrics

Bitch, all brain, she honor roll Don't serve up my plate with no dinner roll

Ten toes for my dawg, know that we stick to codes

Pushing all your buttons like I go enter codes from the mitten, that winter cold

I done walked them miles with no winter coat Ugg's in the spring, my baby, these ain't winter boots

Me and Rick both walked in, why you pick and choose

You don't even know what bag we in Got a white boy in, flushing that can stack a

Ten Nigga noor, spinning, tripping, almost crashed

The Benz Got the hoes out, niggas screaming, tag me

All I can say is someone's been eating there vitamins and saying there prayers

He's built up to much momentum to stop now

Don't ask about no money if you ain't putting

in no work Grinding hard every day for my niggas in the

dirt Don't bring your hoe round, I swear to God I'm

a flirt If she bad and be left alone, nigga, Imma fuck

If she looking too long, then you know I'm saying something real smooth

Ass dude, yea you can call me Donald Glover She wanna fuck on sight, but I ain't have a

Glove for her dog Say that it's on sight, but he ain't have

His gun on em How you loud and you broke

Shut up and go stack something Little bitch-ass, fat cari ,tell her

shake something How you grind all year and you still ain't

Up nothing DX, which yo bitch when I tell her come and suck it

Bust a nut and I leave, I ain't really tryna cuddle

Got all my hoes with me, got me walking in the huddle

Hate a loud mouth, bitch, swear to God, she need a muzzle

Worked hard all winter, show my ass for the summer

If she freaky, fine and pay, I'ma hit her first

I'm out the bitch lead if she ain't tryna spend

I won't wrestle by the bitch, cause if I nod, bro, I gon' spin

I wouldn't play the game if I wasn't tryna win

Your hoe been praying for me since that long night of sin

Good golly, her head fire, gotta be going back again

Growing up, I always walked the winter with no coat

But I always had on Timbs and I always got it in

My nigga Mal died before I could see him in the Benz

Little Carl, too, wish I could see him ball again

I lost my cousins and my kids, I don't care about losing friends

I'm tryna stack a couple million, blow a hundred in the wind