"Looseleaf" lyrics
Ho just hit my motherfuckin' phone, she like, "What you on?"
I'm like, "What the fuck? Ho, if you'n get the fuck"
Bitch, I'm gettin' money, no time for no slut
If I slide in yo' DM, I'm just tryna fuck
Come here, baby, neck me up, I'm not playin', I'm just sayin'
Don't trip 'bout her, she a fan, come here, girl, can we dance?
Just 'cause she see me gettin' money, tryna get inside my pants
I can't beef wit' none of these niggas, they gon' put you in that can
Graah, graah, this that opp talk
Buah, this that Glock talk
When you hear that boom, that mean Tony let that chop talk
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, come here, baby, get it popped off
If that pussy ain't none', I need some head to get my rocks off
I get niggas knocked off
Nigga bet not play, I get him burnt up like a hotdog
I don't have no problems with this money, I am not y'all
I'm just tryna win like I ain't got no hair, I am not bald, not bald
Run him down for them coins, he a hedgehog
We just dropped some shots off, dodged the red dogs
He ain't thinkin' with his head, take that shit off
Couple bodies on my belt, I'm gon' get off
Nigga said the wrong shit, now I'm pissed off
I'm tryna cross a nigga ass like Chris Paul
I'm tryna manage all these bodies like I'm Rich Paul
I'll get a nigga hit just like a big dawg
Bitch, I'm on yo' ass, droppin' shots he droppin' bags
Switch it out, don't drop the mag
Bitch, I'm tryna drop a plaque
Ya' ass cute as fuck, but how you look when yo' dad got shot in the back?
Nigga lucky, he kept runnin', I shoulda stood all over his ass
Yeah, ho just hit my motherfuckin' phone, she like, "What you on?"
I'm like, "What the fuck? Ho, if you'n get the fuck"
Bitch, I'm gettin' money, no time for no slut
If I slide in yo' DM, I'm just tryna fuck
Come here, baby, neck me up, I'm not playin', I'm just sayin'
Don't trip 'bout her, she a fan, come here, girl, can we dance?
Just 'cause she see me gettin' money, tryna get inside my pants
I can't beef wit' none of these niggas, they gon' put you in that can
I'm like, "What the fuck? Ho, if you'n get the fuck"
Bitch, I'm gettin' money, no time for no slut
If I slide in yo' DM, I'm just tryna fuck
Come here, baby, neck me up, I'm not playin', I'm just sayin'
Don't trip 'bout her, she a fan, come here, girl, can we dance?
Just 'cause she see me gettin' money, tryna get inside my pants
I can't beef wit' none of these niggas, they gon' put you in that can
Graah, graah, this that opp talk
Buah, this that Glock talk
When you hear that boom, that mean Tony let that chop talk
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck, come here, baby, get it popped off
If that pussy ain't none', I need some head to get my rocks off
I get niggas knocked off
Nigga bet not play, I get him burnt up like a hotdog
I don't have no problems with this money, I am not y'all
I'm just tryna win like I ain't got no hair, I am not bald, not bald
Run him down for them coins, he a hedgehog
We just dropped some shots off, dodged the red dogs
He ain't thinkin' with his head, take that shit off
Couple bodies on my belt, I'm gon' get off
Nigga said the wrong shit, now I'm pissed off
I'm tryna cross a nigga ass like Chris Paul
I'm tryna manage all these bodies like I'm Rich Paul
I'll get a nigga hit just like a big dawg
Bitch, I'm on yo' ass, droppin' shots he droppin' bags
Switch it out, don't drop the mag
Bitch, I'm tryna drop a plaque
Ya' ass cute as fuck, but how you look when yo' dad got shot in the back?
Nigga lucky, he kept runnin', I shoulda stood all over his ass
Yeah, ho just hit my motherfuckin' phone, she like, "What you on?"
I'm like, "What the fuck? Ho, if you'n get the fuck"
Bitch, I'm gettin' money, no time for no slut
If I slide in yo' DM, I'm just tryna fuck
Come here, baby, neck me up, I'm not playin', I'm just sayin'
Don't trip 'bout her, she a fan, come here, girl, can we dance?
Just 'cause she see me gettin' money, tryna get inside my pants
I can't beef wit' none of these niggas, they gon' put you in that can
