Direct Deposit ft. Scando The Darklord Lyrics

Like I give a fuck about you hating ass motherfuckers man

You a goofy man I cant spend a hundred on the bitch

Do my money dance every time direct deposit hit

I been taxing for the verse it feels like I hit a lick

You could hit me for that work or anytime you need a zip

You a bitch I see it on you, you can tell that I'm the shit

No them suckers couldn't catch up I got horses in the whip

Shooter in the back he popping out it's like your name was rick

Blew another bag these suckers would've thought I went legit

I flew out of state to bust a play baby I got jet lag

You been smoking mid little bro I bet your health bad

They know P the one who got the packs yeah he the mailman

Gave my mom a hug I'm moving work she said I smell bad

Pushing so much weight I swear to god I think my cell tapped

Every time I step up see them suckers take a step back

When I touched that bag I can't lie I never looked back

You cant hit this za it's hitting harder than a fullback

Purple in my cup got me feeling like I'm Frieza

Said she feel blessed when I'm around her like she sneezing

Drought over there but we got packs for every season

I done took a L and Ran it back I'm still cheesing

I don't need the love baby girl I need the visa

Stacking all winter taking trips to Ibiza

Every time I pop a Percocet I'm feeling amnesia

She gone give me cat like I took her ass Giza

You a goofy man I cant spend a hundred on the bitch

Do my money dance every time direct deposit hit

I been taxing for the verse it feels like I hit a lick

You could hit me for that work or anytime you need a zip

You a bitch I see it on you, you can tell that I'm the shit

No them suckers couldn't catch up I got horses in the whip

Shooter in the back he popping out it's like your name was rick

Blew another bag these suckers would've thought I went legit

Hello Somebody

You would've thought I went legit bitch

Suit and tie how we stepping we be marching shit

Yeah we got a Fully trying to hit a nigga Koofie

You niggas goofies I be laughing at you coonchies

Eighty thousand sky miles I got free flights

I'm always in first class you know I sleep nice

And my cup hella muddy

Frieza second form so you know it's stupid dudded

Purple Purple who got grapes

Japanese Bape and you know we keep a drake

Send your facts we did the race

Me and CarterBoy scrapping down the eighty

Or the Five we did it live

We got to LA in four hours we almost died

You a goofy man you make the drake laugh

Airbrush a nigga yeah we teach him paint class

You a goofy man I cant spend a hundred on the bitch

Do my money dance every time direct deposit hit

I been taxing for the verse it feels like I hit a lick

You could hit me for that work or anytime you need a zip

You a bitch I see it on you, you can tell that I'm the shit

No them suckers couldn't catch up I got horses in the whip

Shooter in the back he popping out it's like your name was rick

Blew another bag these suckers would've thought I went legit