Marathon

歌詞

Hey, what's up? Where we eatin'? Benihana, Ruth Chris, steak, lobster? Shit, I was thinkin' Wendy's (Uh) You need to boss your life up and turn on that new Boston At least he know how to treat a bitch (Known to let that MAC fly just like my nigga Doe) Hell naw, fuck that trick-ass nigga (Yeah) You just a hatin'-ass nigga, broke, dusty, musty, crusty (Uh, come on) You just hatin' 'cause you don't serve more bags than him (I'm like, uh) Bae, you too bad for you not to have no bag, hold on Your nigga up? Why he ain't spend no cash? Uh She pullin' up, walk out with shopping bags, yeah Bae, I'm the realest nigga you never had Ain't shit to spend no cash Braggin' on that nigga, tell me what the fuck he spent I can go get ten bad bitches that'll tell you that I done spent Niggas fake trickin', Richey Rich the real biggest trick If I like a bitch, I ain't wastin' time, I go and bust her wrist All the bad bitches want me When you got that paper, it'll turn a bitch holy You and your friends bad, buy you a Rollie, Rollie, Rollie Why you braggin' on that nigga? Bae, that pussy nigga owe me Take my time with a bad bitch, I gotta fuck her slowly When I bust you down put a hashtag and say, "He froze me" This trickin' shit go OD Bae, you finer than a bitch, you nothin' like my last bitch Catch a bad bitch and spend it on her, that shit a habit We ain't runnin' out of paper, stupid bitch, we mad rich Braggin' 'cause he got your hair done, we can tell who ain't had shit I'm too turnt to get her hair done Type of nigga to give her 20K to buy a hair salon Talkin' that rich shit, ain't bought shit, then he ain't havin' nothin' Tell that nigga to buy you a Goyard bag if he havin' somethin' Take a nigga bitch, runnin' laps with her like a marathon Richey Rich a real bad-bitch snatcher She poppin' shit on IG, that's the bitch I'm runnin' after All these bitches want these racks, ain't a bitch that I can't capture All these niggas ridin' waves, all these pussy niggas cappers, uh Bad bitch, you want a Rollie or a chain? I fucked the bitch good, I made the bitch throw up the gang I'm really havin' M's, go tell your nigga stay in his lane Bae, you finer than a bitch, you nothin' like my last bitch Catch a bad bitch and spend it on her, that shit a habit We ain't runnin' out of paper, stupid bitch, we mad rich Braggin' 'cause he got your hair done, we can tell who ain't had shit I'm too turnt to get her hair done Type of nigga to give her 20K to buy a hair salon Talkin' that rich shit, ain't bought shit, then he ain't havin' nothin' Tell that nigga to buy you a Goyard bag if he havin' somethin' Take a nigga bitch, runnin' laps with her like a marathon