[Intro: Young M.A]
Ouu, WAP
Hah, Hey, huh
[Verse 1: Young M.A]
How the hell you rich and put ur mans on (like how?)
How the hell she thinking put them pants on (like how?)
Ive been blowin to the money like the phenom
And i know my past ain pretty but im handsome
I got forty bitches in the mansion (i got forty bitches)
My bitch keep on calling i dont answer (i dont answer)
Ay, i gotta keep the strap, can't take no chances (grr, paw, paw)
So don’t make this pistol have a temper tantrum (grr, paw, paw)
OOOUUU
I take a sit, i grab my key and bust a move
I gotta think before i do, got a lot to lose
Told the plug "im on my way" i see you soon
He said the feds just did a sweep just like a broom
Man these hoеs ain't really loyal they like to choosе (they like to choose)
Dont know if i liked her or i lust her im confused (man im confused)
We makin love, but i dont love you, dont assume (ay dont assume)
But ive been singing to that pussy, autotune
Then im right back to the trap shit (huh huh)
18 hunnid for a plate, give me that shit
Tryna rob me sending shot, dont try that shit
Right behind me its some shooters in the pack shit
Slide, turn a whole club into a fucking homicide
I dont got a heart, cause i got too much on my mind
So imma keep it G, shawty dont wanna waste your time
Good food, good sex, only thing i could provide
Send em to the crossroads, if you cross the line
And if you cross the line pussy niggas pay the fine
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