Cheap

(album: Welcome To Bubba Land - 2023)

(Andree, run it up)

Securus cheap, how the fuck you ain't sent your doggy nothin'?
Them Bubbas cheap, how the fuck you ain't out here trapping nothin'?
Them cutters cheap, how the fuck you ain't out here clapping nothin'?
Pull up another beat, every time I drop a song, I'm getting money
You ain't gon' clap shit, why the fuck you niggas muggin'?
I live my life the right way, out here thugging and I'm drugging
Patek gon' shine the right way, all rose, shit busting
She offered to give me back rubs, shit, I know she want something

I cheated a couple months, I wake up, the bitch still fussing
After we fuck, still got my jewelry on, the bitch might steal something
Shit 'bout over with like, bitch, you need to drop you a tear or something
Stand right over shit, every time they play, I'm ready to kill me something
All these scars up on my body, nigga, I still don't feel nothing
Crash dummy go kamikaze 'cause niggas act like they don't feel guns
I just keep my shit discrete, how your daddy should've done
Told lil' cuh to push the P, he gotta go do a pill run
Told lil' cuh, "Go push the P," but I ain't talking 'bout a player side
Black truck the hoes and go duck off and let the chauffeur drive
I only rock with shooters, stay protected, that's how I play and slide
Might smack the shit out a nigga if he playing 'cause we don't play with fire
Don't treat me like no tutor, y'all fuck niggas' ass be babified
She rode the dick so good, you would think this bitch right here was made to ride
Opps be dying so fast, you would think these niggas got paid to die
Get off bags so fast, shit, I know why niggas hate the guys
Keep it real with me, in all honesty, shit, I hate to lie
Say they don't fuck with me, but in the truth, shit, niggas can't wait to ride
These young niggas be weak, that's why I hang out with the older guys
Bitch asked, would I cheat? Shit, the truth, bitch, I can't decide

Securus cheap, how the fuck you ain't sent your doggy nothin'?
Them Bubbas cheap, how the fuck you ain't out here trapping nothin'?
Them cutters cheap, how the fuck you ain't out here clapping nothin'?
Pull up another beat, every time I drop a song, I'm getting money
You ain't gon' clap shit, why the fuck you niggas muggin'?
I live my life the right way, out here thugging and I'm drugging
Patek gon' shine the right way, all rose, shit busting
She offered to give me back rubs, shit, I know she want something

If I can't sit my dog down and tell him the truth, I can't hang around him
Uh, whatever it come to, I'll go load up and go bang 'bout him
Just clap, when I see that nigga, knock the fucking fame out him
Ever since I lost my cousin, it ain't been the same without him
Uh, uh, it ain't been the same
Get a million cash, nigga, I still wouldn't even change
Nigga, I still won't change the game
Nigga, I still won't change for fame
Still fuck on my hoes the same
Won't get mad when I'm to blame