Situation

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods] Man these broke ass niggas keep talking bout money Pussy nigga tell them niggas what’s the situation Got my feet up, eating good every night, home boy I’m situated Get left, I ain’t tripping, nigga make something out the situation Is them niggas that you running with gon’ bust back when it’s the situation Boy I’m cold with the flow every line that I say like a sick [?] You work all night on the street out there, ain’t you sick of patient Man I got 100 flows, man I did 100 shows, you could pick your favorite Told me she don’t fuck with you niggas cause you motherfucking niggas basic Money counter and a couple trash bags, nigga that’s the situation I ain’t never fuck with them niggas, man been heard that them niggas hating Sipping on the brown right now, [?] sitting in the bottom of my cup boy That’s a motherfucking situation when them niggas get to running straight out the cut boy [Chorus: Chevy Woods] You ain’t talking bout money, you ain’t talking bout shit Pussy nigga what’s your situation You ain’t talking bout money, you ain’t talking bout shit Pussy nigga what’s your situation Big money that’s the situation, with your bitch, that’s the situation With my niggas in the club popping bottles, hell yeah that’s the motherfucking situation Big money, big crib, big car, that’s the situation That’s the situation [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] I [?] like my car was stopped at the light She leaving me then she fucking tonight Fuck me once, love me the rest of your life Made her feel comfortable, let her cum twice Roll up my weed like my drink with no ice Niggas just want to be me, no surprise I could do more in my sleep than you guys could do all in a week Roll up a plane, call it frequently flying I take my bitch shopping, she freak then I’m buying Talk when I want, ain’t no speaking to mine Been had the money, the secret is time Come to the party just reeking the pine Want the whole thing, not a piece of the pie Got me an O, the bitch think that she fine I’m smoking the drink while she drinking some wine Give her that dick, felt it deep in her spine I talk a good game, get deep in her mind Was gay, now she thinking she straight My money is straight My flight come in private and shorty its seats don’t recline Ain’t dropping a dime, I’m getting this cake So close you could talk to the pilot My new bitch in college, the fuck boy you tryna kick knowledge [Chorus: Chevy Woods] You ain’t talking bout money, you ain’t talking bout shit Pussy nigga what’s your situation You ain’t talking bout money, you ain’t talking bout shit Pussy nigga what’s your situation Big money that’s the situation, with your bitch, that’s the situation With my niggas in the club popping bottles, hell yeah that’s the motherfucking situation Big money, big crib, big car, that’s the situation That’s the situation