[Intro: Sy Ari da Kid & K CAMP]
Small talk
Big money
Big dawg (Rare Sound)
Big hundreds
Countin' money
Countin' money
Countin' money
(We got London on da track)
[Chorus: K CAMP]
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
I can't trust you, I been traded by my homies
If it ain't money, then it ain't for me
If you play around with my family, it get ugly
Say you loyal but you lyin' to my face
I can't see you, all this money in the way
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
I can't trust you, I been traded by my homies
[Verse 1: Sy Ari da Kid]
Yeah, I say fuck them hoes, fuck 'em all, fuck 'em all
I ain't cuffin', no, cut 'em off, cut 'em off
Fuck twelve, fuck the law, fuck the law
Shawty low, done it all, done it all
You broke, right
Your ho like, "Woah," swipe
Roll the fuckin' dice
Never sold white
You don't know the coke price, yeah
Bust a jugg
I know what I'm doin'
Wish you would, wish a nigga would
Count the money, recount it
On the block, postin', up reboundin'
I'm with the streets, family
Young nigga be about it
These niggas lonely
These bitches on me
[Chorus: K CAMP]
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
I can't trust you, I been traded by my homies
If it ain't money, then it ain't for me
If you play around with my family, it get ugly
Say you loyal but you lyin' to my face
I can't see you, all this money in the way
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
I can't trust you, I been traded by my homies
[Verse 2: Sy Ari da Kid]
Ayy, switchin' sides, that ain't cool, yeah, yeah
Get a life 'cause that ain't you, yeah, yeah
Yeah, lately I'm fucking hoes without dating
No, she ain't a dime, that's a eight piece
Dressed in all black, look like Beijing, yeah
You know you can't play me, I don't play fair
Trade him to the other team, nigga, stay there
Niggas trippin', I know I don't need no more
Bitch niggas, they Bobby Valentino hoes, yeah
We been fuckin' to the max
I been runnin' up these stacks
We got London on the track, yeah
[Chorus: K CAMP]
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
I can't trust you, I been traded by my homies
If it ain't money, then it ain't for me
If you play around with my family, it get ugly
Say you loyal but you lyin' to my face
I can't see you, all this money in the way
These bitches on me
These bitches on me
I can't trust you, I been traded by my homies
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