AKUP

[Produced by Dnyc3] [Hook] Waste money 'fore I waste my time Keep a bad bitch on my line Real buzz, let me talk my shit Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup [Verse 1: LoveRance] Big dog rolling on campus Picture me rolling in the city, here's my canvas Pull over bad bitches to my right side Niggas they be tripping cause I’m fucking with their bitches, shit Didn’t even rhyme, but it sound good She said she wanted a Baller, I give her hard wood West side, baby, yeah Nor Cal Didn’t bring the bay back, I just knock the doors down Wait, my nigga, what you tripping for? Fuck these hoes, get the dough Stack your money, make the shit flip Don’t get caught up in your whip with an ugly bitch Alright, train me like Eddy Fuck this, I’m a pedi Got them bitches crazy, call me Tom Petty Grab her hips, tell her keep that ass steady What that mouth do? Show me, girl, don’t tell me [Hook] Waste money 'fore I waste my time Keep a bad bitch on my line Real buzz, let me talk my shit Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup [Verse 2: Tyga] Tell a broke nigga back up I’m cashed up, tatted up, nigga, and I'm strapped up Two-seater, bitches gotta lap up Arm out the window, Audemar, throw my hat up, akup Fucka, wonder why them bitches don’t trust us Pussy coming in, I'mma need more rubbers Your bitch love us, she lick dick under covers Take cover, leave nut on the tongue I like them bitches in the valley Working at that Bally's, porn star Valery Nice to meet ya, she like the D I like to be, we fuck like once a week Once she get the akup, bitch, pack up Turn around, count the money, watch the shit add up Turn around, get another bitch that’s badder Ass fatter, then I fuck her faster, nigga [Hook] Waste money 'fore I waste my time Keep a bad bitch on my line Real buzz, let me talk my shit Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup [Verse 3] Bad bitches on my line, call it call waiting Niggas waiting on the sideline, they be hating Four bitches in my whip, I’m a ?limo dating? All black car, reminds me of a nigga? Skady? And I run my set like a relay When a nigga play my song, send a bottle to the DJ I'd rather kill her, I rather fuck your bitch, nigga You at home, I’m on the road, getting rich nigga Enough of that shit, let me get back to the women ‘cause it’s thick in this bitch, I’m liking what I see Give me more bottles, I’m trying to get drunk Wake up tomorrow, roll to my right, ask who the fuck is you? Please don’t tell me what we do Pound you, round two, high class bitch But best believe I’ll ground you Walk of shame, baby, let my homies clown you Bitch! [Hook] Waste money 'fore I waste my time Keep a bad bitch on my line Real buzz, let me talk my shit Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup