"Antioch Pac" lyrics

"Antioch Pac"

I make money in my sleep
I don't even gotta wake up
I'm a boss nigga
Bitch I make my own pay stubs
They say money talk
Why you think I never say nothing
Make your ass look stupid
I just wish your ass would say something
Been fucking these strippers I ain't never had to pay nothing
My cuddy be tripping
All he wanna do is paint something
Please don't try to play me for a pussy cuz I ain't one
I'm two steps ahead
I don't say nothing I just play dumb
Five bands for a show
Need half up front or else I ain't coming
1k for a verse, you need a hook, then I need 8 hunnit
You don't really know me
If you say that nigga ain't humble
Never had a problem with the bag
We a great couple
Ever since you did that nerd shit
Boy I can't trust you
Why you always tryna play it cool like it ain't "fuck you"
Every my B-day so you know I got that cake on me
This nigga allergen
How the fuck could you hate on me
I came a long way
And I did it to the face
So why the fuck when I say no they try to call a nigga fake
Doing shows out of state
And I even drop a tape
If I slide up in her DM
Then your bitch ain't really safe
Everywhere I go bitch
It's lights, camera, action
Hundred thousand near and I hate paying taxes
You ain't got no game boy
I think you need practice
All I really know is keep it real no capping
You can't fuck with me
Nigga watch how I fuck with it
I don't gotta say much
I just tell a bitch wassup with it
The shit I do is like selling dope, I be hustling
A couple hoes try to me play me out now they suffering
50k a lot but wasn't shit when I doubled it
Have so many threesomes
You would think I gotta double dick
Been fucked your bitch
Now you hit it and you in love with it
But you don't gotta worry nigga I'll never double dip
Bitch


Thanks to Anon for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Michael Sherman
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