Take her down

I won't take her down, she wanna take her clothes off
Y'all, niggas clowns, yeah, I don't know ya
Why they in the town with my fuckin' soldiers?
That's your fuckin' hoe wanna get closer

I been pouring out, I might need a doctor
In the fuckin' sun, yeah, we put them clothes up
Yeah, that bitch that slut, she be fuckin' with me
Yeah, that bitch that slut, she be fuckin' with em

Show you nigga's how to , pop it, then they switch up on me
Givenchy it pop on my collar
Bitch, am get money
Can't worry about them hoes

I got clothes I can choose from
Each shoe match my fit
Fit, bitch, on my wrist
I got four pockets

And they full on money, she just want my pockets
She gotta have her ass up
Bitch, I'm pop it
Blow like a racket

I been doing this for a long time
I just gotta find my sound
Spend time with that hoe, yeah, we locked down
Anything she want, yeah, she get down

She get down for the money
She get down for the fame
I get down for the money
I get down for they pain

All these niggas, they be funny
I can't fuck with a lame
God knows where I'm going
God knows how I crash

Why everybody in a rush
Going nowhere , to fast
I wanna take her down
She wanna take her clothes off

Y'all, niggas clowns, yeah, I don't know ya
Why they in the town with my fuckin' soldiers?
That's your fuckin' hoe wanna get closer
I been pouring up

I might need a doctor
In the fuckin' sun, yeah, we put them clothes up
Let's go, let's go, let's go

New LV shirt
It's not from the mall
I done got my riches up
I done fucked hella bitches

I done slayed the whole team
So high, h-high up
I can touch the rim
High in the sky like a blip

That bitch doing too much
Tell her, yeah, get a grip
My money don't fold, it flip