Grams - Rob $tone

My nigga MooXe

Yeah, uh, yeah yeah

Yuh, to the top boy!

Tell these bitches stop playin' wit' me

Ho, I’m the man, and I’m just goin' 'bout my damn business

Bad bitches, bad bitches, damn, them bitches bad business

Ho, I don’t wanna talk, you fucked all of my mans, didn’t you?

Pay attention, pay attention, ho, you better pay attention

See this a lay-up, better pay up, 'bout my cash, nigga

Bad bitches, bad business, damn, I love them bad bitches

But I don’t chase 'em, only chase after my bag nigga (for my bag nigga)

Yup, only chase after the bag

Bitches always wanna talk but I can’t deal with that, ah

Yup, too persisent with the swag

Gucci in my duffel, she got Fendi for the bag, wha'

Stunt, suckin' niggas make me laugh

Slide up on a lil' bitch and slide up off the map

And she act right, lil' tits but I ain’t even mad

Got the cash right, good wrist, and rub me on my back, ah, yeah

Yeah, and that’s a winner, been lit since the beginning

All my dogs hopped out the kennel

I’ve been fuckin' up my kidneys, takin' shots with flocks of bitches

I’ve been on the road to riches with my brothers, them my niggas

Ah, yeah, I wouldn’t dare to leave a witness

Wouldn’t dare to spare you niggas

It ain’t fair the way I’m killin' shit (the way I’m killin' shit)

Ahhh, I wouldn’t profess to groupie bitches

Comin' with a droopy vision, tunnel toward a new percentage

Tell these bitches stop playin' wit' me

Ho, I’m the man, and I’m just goin' 'bout my damn business

Bad bitches, bad bitches, damn, them bitches bad business

Ho, I don’t wanna talk, you fucked all of my mans, didn’t you?

Pay attention, pay attention, ho, you better pay attention

See this a lay-up, better pass by my cash, nigga

Bad bitches, bad business, damn, I love them bad bitches

But I don’t chase 'em, only chase after my bag nigga (for my bag nigga)

Ayy, I want my bag nigga

Mmm, yeah, I need the bag nigga

Ayy, yeah, I need the bag nigga

Yeah, yeah