[Intro: Rick Dinero]
Aye, Need a bitch that gon' really gon' stay
Not a bitch that gon' fuck around and play
Need a bitch that gon' really...
[Verse 1: Rick Dinero]
I need a bitch that gon' really gon' stay (Gon' stay)
Not a bitch that gon' fuck around and play (And play)
I need a bitch that gon' really gon' stay (Gon' stay)
Not a bitch that gon' fuck around and play (And play)
I play bitches, not no games (Not no games)
And these niggas switching, I stayed the same (Yuh)
I stay paper chasing, and in my lane (Cha-ching)
Shawty really tripping. she not sane (She not)
I'm not the same and shit
I'm in pain and shit
'Cause I ain't gaining shit
But I ain't losing shit
I guess I better start grinding and flipping shit
I need a bad lil bitch that be chasing bags
But I ain't capable
To trust no hoe (Nope)
So I take that back
I don't need no bitch
I just need a hit
So take a seat
'Cause you not that chick
Yea, I said that shit
Matter fact, don't get comfortable (Do not)
I got a blunt to smoke
On some business shit (Yuh)
Cause I'm a business kid
On some business shit, yuh (Big stacks)
[Verse 2: Max Aguas]
Now this bitch really gon' stay (Gon' stay)
Fuck around like she tryna be my main (Be my main)
Now this bitch really gon' stay (Gon' stay)
Fuck around like she tryna be my main (Be my main)
She slow me down, I'm just tryna get paid
Let's speed it up girl, I'm tryna get laid
We both grown bitch, enough with the games
Hit her with my dick, since then she ain't been the same
I'm onto greater things than pussy, just being honest
I'm tryna cop a big ass crib and look down from the mountains
On anyone who ever doubted or seen me as a challenge
When I was tryna boss up and feed the people 'round me
Said you got bitches on your phone, but they fat (But they fat)
You got shooters down to roll, where they at? (Where they at?)
Boy, put up your daddy's pole, you got no strap
You ain't really what you post, you all cap
Stop fronting for the gram, go and run up a bag
Witchyo bum bitch ass, you ain't nothing but sad
Heard you was looking for the man and they said it was Max
No lies, all facts, that boy chasing a bag
[Verse 3: Sir Nonchalant]
Now I'm up, better bet I'm getting paid (Getting paid)
She hit me up, now this bitch, she getting played (Getting played)
Now I'm up, better bet I'm getting paid (Getting paid)
She hit me up, now this bitch, she getting played (Getting played)
Uh, okay (Okay)
Fuck looking for a bitch who gon' stay (Who gon' stay)
I'm just steady, staying in my lane
Every time we meet up, we meet late
When I charge a fee, you call me lame
I'm just out here looking for some fame
Last time I liked a bitch, found out it was fake
Suck me off so good, yea she picking at my brain
Nigga that she with, tryin to speak down on my name
Bitch this ain't no game, 223's 'round my name
Pull up on your bitch, I'm just saying
One text or missed call, that's all it takes, aye
Aye, Need a bitch that gon' really gon' stay
Not a bitch that gon' fuck around and play
Need a bitch that gon' really...
[Verse 1: Rick Dinero]
I need a bitch that gon' really gon' stay (Gon' stay)
Not a bitch that gon' fuck around and play (And play)
I need a bitch that gon' really gon' stay (Gon' stay)
Not a bitch that gon' fuck around and play (And play)
I play bitches, not no games (Not no games)
And these niggas switching, I stayed the same (Yuh)
I stay paper chasing, and in my lane (Cha-ching)
Shawty really tripping. she not sane (She not)
I'm not the same and shit
I'm in pain and shit
'Cause I ain't gaining shit
But I ain't losing shit
I guess I better start grinding and flipping shit
I need a bad lil bitch that be chasing bags
But I ain't capable
To trust no hoe (Nope)
So I take that back
I don't need no bitch
I just need a hit
So take a seat
'Cause you not that chick
Yea, I said that shit
Matter fact, don't get comfortable (Do not)
I got a blunt to smoke
On some business shit (Yuh)
Cause I'm a business kid
On some business shit, yuh (Big stacks)
[Verse 2: Max Aguas]
Now this bitch really gon' stay (Gon' stay)
Fuck around like she tryna be my main (Be my main)
Now this bitch really gon' stay (Gon' stay)
Fuck around like she tryna be my main (Be my main)
She slow me down, I'm just tryna get paid
Let's speed it up girl, I'm tryna get laid
We both grown bitch, enough with the games
Hit her with my dick, since then she ain't been the same
I'm onto greater things than pussy, just being honest
I'm tryna cop a big ass crib and look down from the mountains
On anyone who ever doubted or seen me as a challenge
When I was tryna boss up and feed the people 'round me
Said you got bitches on your phone, but they fat (But they fat)
You got shooters down to roll, where they at? (Where they at?)
Boy, put up your daddy's pole, you got no strap
You ain't really what you post, you all cap
Stop fronting for the gram, go and run up a bag
Witchyo bum bitch ass, you ain't nothing but sad
Heard you was looking for the man and they said it was Max
No lies, all facts, that boy chasing a bag
[Verse 3: Sir Nonchalant]
Now I'm up, better bet I'm getting paid (Getting paid)
She hit me up, now this bitch, she getting played (Getting played)
Now I'm up, better bet I'm getting paid (Getting paid)
She hit me up, now this bitch, she getting played (Getting played)
Uh, okay (Okay)
Fuck looking for a bitch who gon' stay (Who gon' stay)
I'm just steady, staying in my lane
Every time we meet up, we meet late
When I charge a fee, you call me lame
I'm just out here looking for some fame
Last time I liked a bitch, found out it was fake
Suck me off so good, yea she picking at my brain
Nigga that she with, tryin to speak down on my name
Bitch this ain't no game, 223's 'round my name
Pull up on your bitch, I'm just saying
One text or missed call, that's all it takes, aye
( Maxnricky )
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