FTB

[Hook] Tell me why you handcuffing, need to free that bitch You niggas ain't balling, I could see that shit Tell me why you handcuffing, need to free that bitch You niggas ain't balling, I could see that shit Tell me why you handcuffing, need to free that bitch [Verse 1] These niggas backwards All about a buck, no need for distraction It's easy as macking Raised in the Rich, in the bay I'm a factor These hoes be choosing Yeah, I'm the number one selection Uh, she the type to ride this dick just like a bike I'm to the store cause Imma need some more protection Aye, she was bad, black, and Asian Keep me in a tight situation And you know she just looking for a sponsor She front row, taking snaps at my concert Aye, I tell her put me on her story Do a split on the dick, can you do it for me? Wake up in the morning, get straight to the business I ain't tripping off you hoes You know I gotta keep it pimping [Hook] [Verse 2] She a model on the gram with a hundred likes On the club tour, different city every night You know me bro, I'ma bust her but I don't trust her And if she ain't a dime then I can't touch her My daddy was a mack, told me never get nervous She might run her lips, but I still get lip service She be buying heels and them big purses But she ride the bus and she flip burgers Bring your money up and leave you for the next nigga You be going raw when you having sex with her I be going hard, hands 'round her neck with it All about her money, you know I respect business Tryna give her ass an inch, she gon' take a mile I'ma take her to hotel and take her down Niggas hating on the low, they need to say it now Guarantee that when you go, your girl will stay around [Hook 2x]