Sucka

[Produced by A Beats] [Verse 1] Soft, butter, tan, get it all night White bitches linin' up all white Dope fiends noddin' 'til the sun's up Patek got me feelin' like it's alright Lookin' like a rainbow, hunded flow Couple bands down 'case you wanna know The boys start snitchin' and the dogs start sniffin' Gotta shut shit down and the money go Molly in the weed with the mash-up Do it for the gram 'til they capture Credit wasn't there and my niggas didn't care Had the money bags, niggas put the cash up Don't tell 'em shit when they ask us Few model things that I passed up Wraith out sittin' and the loud start kickin' And this mothafuckin' shit gon' add up This mothafuckin' shit gon' add up This mothafuckin' shit gon' add up [Verse 2] Vegas at the table with my new chick 5 and 32, bring a new whip Nah I ain't fuckin' up the re-up This 20K came from a new flip Got mine, got bonkers, went stupid All this Balmain shit came exclusive Did Arenas for the weather but my 1's look better I'm just tryna get a feel, boy I do's this In the town for the night, what it's hitting for Ball player, budget, baby pick a sport Beans hittin' cuff and they tryna see what's up I'm like "Nah baby girl I need a different whore" Witness firsthand when we ball out I plan to spend it all 'til it's all out They say I'm actin' funny once a nigga got money Like damn my nigga, what you tal'm 'bout? Damn my nigga, what you tal'm 'bout? Damn my nigga what you tal'm 'bout?