That'd be something... Lyrics

I ain't no Disney star but I be living the sweet life

My green in a circle it's looking like key lime

You scared of the drip but you acting like felines

You bringing your a game my hands finna be line

Packing the wood with the wax like a bee hive

Got emo bitches in the back with the knee highs

I'm quickly moving forward fast need to rewind

I got the greens up in the bag call it tea time

Fuck me

Write a song about your bitch she said she loves me

And it's funny how I'm still gon get that money

Nah it's crazy how you think that I got nothing

When I hit you with the stick nah that'd be something

I know you don't really fuck with me

Funny how you thought that shit gon be tough on me

Wait till you can't get enough of me

I making moves and the money be stuck on me

I am not keeping the clutch on me

Float like a butterfly sting like a bumble bee

Come on just try to get rough with me

I mean it literally you cannot touch on me

I don't play these games but if I did then I'd be mvp

I'm switching cribs hgtv

If you say my name then it's g.o.d.

Fuck up the radio mtv

Pull out the k if you into deep

Making shit shake when I pull up the beats

Like bitch is your crazy you fuckin wit me

Ok fuck with it

Come in clutch with it

And I know she like the money

Fell in love with it

It don't bite do it

She said that she might do it

It don't make much sense for me to fight do it

Ok I'm trippin of them vodka sodas

Impaired but I barely notice

It's smooth and my cup will hold it

It's seems like I squared my motive

I'm dreaming of hitting quotas

But lately it's been hard to focus

I'm trying not to catch emotions

Trying not to catch the hoes shit

Ok I'm slipping and sliding through life l

Like the black mamba do

I'm sipping I'm high as a kite

Tell me what you tryna do

I got couple homies popping off

Shit they on the news

Got a couple hoes to top me off

At least they trying to

Now watch how I go for the throat and I never be choking

I been rocking and rolling cards never be folding

I been getting lucky

It's hard to find a girl that wouldn't fuck me

And I've been moving higher like a uhaul with a druggie

Aight fuck me

Write a song about your bitch she said she loves me

And it's funny how I'm still gon get that money

Nah it's crazy how you think that I got nothing

When I hit you with the stick nah that's be something

Bitch