Loose Change

[Intro] (Back with my people) Ayy, yeah, ayy [Verse] It's no problem, we can put you on a centerfold He a model now we gave that boy that indigo Yeah, the blues, mommy told me you can watch it but don't ever trust the news I'm in Cali' smoking flavors, I got too much shit to choose Boy, you can't deny the way my bitch credit too good to lose Said she got a GUCCI fetish, she keep on sending me nudes (Haha, bitch) Don't get lost in the Biscotti smoke Don't put me as a reference, I don't answer for anonymous I just popped another Perc', I feel likе Don Toliver He a lame in thе club tryna holler at the bottle girls I stay with the same team He be switching gangs every week, call him Jeff Teague You just bought her Fendi and that bitch wanna F me (I'm with a chef) I just served another fiend nigga, I'm just helping I just bust another script nigga but I'm healthy "Why you don't like broke bitches?" 'Cause I'm wealthy Met her at the show I just gave her my hotel key Living in a symphony Praying to the planets after this that they will 'member me What will it cost? Huh I ain't never lost, huh Only thing I fuck is feds, all these fucking cops, huh I might catch a pig in a bag, Randy Moss, huh I just stare up at the sun just to fix my posture She be sick-y off the Perkies, call her molly nauseous L.A. bitches hella wicked, they might steal my coffin I turn into a monster All these niggas be my kids but they fucking fostered Why this bitch be on my dick like I fucking bought her? Tell me why you love me baby, yeah, I need a thesis I'm not into fucking bitches that saying they need me I just need a angel Hit that pussy from the side, looking for the angle Get that money to myself, I don't need a label We be fucking for the fun, we don't need a label