By Myself

(álbum: Gangsta Stripper Music 2 - 2014)

Gimme that nuck of yo' buck snare
Hold up
Hold up

I don't
I don't fuck with these hoes
All of these bitches be switchin
I… I don't need nobody help
I did this shit by myself
I did this shit by myself
Bitch
I did this shit by myself
I don't need nobody help
Uh
I did this shit by myself

2001 I was riding the metro
Going deep with my headphones
13 years later I'm turnt up with paper
What's up with the head tho
I did this shit by myself and she know it
She tell me she miss me
I don't catch feelings, I'm yellow nigga bitch
Now suck this dick swiftly
Niggas be mad that I did it
I see em, i see em, i see em
Bitches be mad they got girls on my Instagram
Stalking my DM
When you get money
Niggas act funny like Kevin Hart
If you got pics then bitch let it start
Gotta truck full of yellows like Selvin Bart
Boss

I don't
I don't fuck with these hoes
I always say Selvin Bart, shit at least it didn't rhyme
All of these bitches be switchin
Hold up
Uh
I don't need nobody help
I did this shit by myself
Bitch
I did this shit by myself
I don't need nobody help
I did this shit by myself

Whoo
I'm on fire
Talking that shit
Hold 25 lighters
She ain't down to fuck
Imma get somebody flyer
The money too damp
Then we throw it in the dryer
Bitch I got pesos
I mean stack after stack after stack
She might catch her an asthma attack
See me with the King
Betta throw that ass back
Bitch I got pesos
I remember days when I used to wake up
And I never had no money
Now I walk in the back of the strip
Everybody wanna open the door for me
Got a brand new ho for me
And she wanna do a show for me
When I pull up in the lot
With the candy red drop
And the see me hop out
I bet somebody passin out dope for me
Tell em'

I don't
I don't fuck with these hoes
I always say Selvin Bart, shit at least it didn't rhyme
All of these bitches be switchin
Hold up
Uh
I don't need nobody help
I did this shit by myself
I did this shit by myself
Bitch
I did this shit by myself
I don't need nobody help
I did this shit by myself

[*phone ringing*]
[*voicemail*]
What it do
It's your boy Cory B
Checkin in
[?] represent'n
You know i had to check in with my
Mothafuckin patna
Ma [?] ma bredrin
Ma nigga BeatKing
You already now
Listening to that gangsta stripper shit
You already know what it is
C3 East Movement understand
From St. Louis to the A-Town
All the way back down to Houston
You already know what's happenin
HEEEEH
Hood rich shit
Bang!