"Pinnacle" lyrics
(Money)
Shitting on these niggas, I ain't reached no pinnacle
Self-defense, bullets on this chopper knock off his tentacle
That dick make her hit notes like instrumental
Bitch, we really trapping dog food like a Petco
His bitch always on her knees for me, I'm on a pedestal
You ain't gon' do what you 'posed to do for me, well, I got a better ho
It's money over bitches, best believe I'm quick to tell a ho
We really getting cheese, the fuck you mean? You better tell 'em, ho
Gangsta Baby on the block with a dirty gun
Need a gram of coco, it's a honey bun
[?]
Bitch, you better believe it, I've been one-of-one
Fully auto switch on my lil' Tommy gun
I've been running with them youngins screaming red and rum
She like, "When you gon' stop playing?" I'm like, "Mmm"
Should I get me some head or should I spring? And I'm like, "Mmm"
On that E-way doing the dash in a new Corvette, I skrrt off, vroom
We the maid, mops sweep they block up like a broom
Fill it with codeine, I hold up the medicine
Showing no love, man, nobody is havin' it
Centerfold model, her body, I'm stabbin' it
Put my all in the mic and my heart in the passion
Remember I was broke with the scums and the raggedy
Bougie lil' nigga, I can't fuck on a straggler
I came out the slums, it was mind over matter
Gators and shrimp, big steaks on the platter
Knocked off his baseball cap, batter, batter
I'm the best to ever do it, give a fuck who coming after
Shitting on these niggas, I ain't reached no pinnacle
Self-defense, bullets on this chopper knock off his tentacle
That dick make her hit notes like instrumental
Bitch, we really trapping dog food like a Petco
His bitch always on her knees for me, I'm on a pedestal
You ain't gon' do what you 'posed to do for me, well, I got a better ho
It's money over bitches, best believe I'm quick to tell a ho
We really getting cheese, the fuck you mean? You better tell 'em, ho
Shitting on these niggas, I ain't reached no pinnacle
Self-defense, bullets on this chopper knock off his tentacle
That dick make her hit notes like instrumental
Bitch, we really trapping dog food like a Petco
His bitch always on her knees for me, I'm on a pedestal
You ain't gon' do what you 'posed to do for me, well, I got a better ho
It's money over bitches, best believe I'm quick to tell a ho
We really getting cheese, the fuck you mean? You better tell 'em, ho
Gangsta Baby on the block with a dirty gun
Need a gram of coco, it's a honey bun
[?]
Bitch, you better believe it, I've been one-of-one
Fully auto switch on my lil' Tommy gun
I've been running with them youngins screaming red and rum
She like, "When you gon' stop playing?" I'm like, "Mmm"
Should I get me some head or should I spring? And I'm like, "Mmm"
On that E-way doing the dash in a new Corvette, I skrrt off, vroom
We the maid, mops sweep they block up like a broom
Fill it with codeine, I hold up the medicine
Showing no love, man, nobody is havin' it
Centerfold model, her body, I'm stabbin' it
Put my all in the mic and my heart in the passion
Remember I was broke with the scums and the raggedy
Bougie lil' nigga, I can't fuck on a straggler
I came out the slums, it was mind over matter
Gators and shrimp, big steaks on the platter
Knocked off his baseball cap, batter, batter
I'm the best to ever do it, give a fuck who coming after
Shitting on these niggas, I ain't reached no pinnacle
Self-defense, bullets on this chopper knock off his tentacle
That dick make her hit notes like instrumental
Bitch, we really trapping dog food like a Petco
His bitch always on her knees for me, I'm on a pedestal
You ain't gon' do what you 'posed to do for me, well, I got a better ho
It's money over bitches, best believe I'm quick to tell a ho
We really getting cheese, the fuck you mean? You better tell 'em, ho
