Lyrics:
I get dividends
Ain't no sympathy
I'm on the x again
Bro she for the streets stop crying bout your ex again
Impact when bro hit issa spin on it ain't
dividend
Ex was a lame and now she got a winner
She wanna keep me, I told her to get a friend
She think I'm easy but she wanna hit again
Shawty is dope
on my own time
I was tryna win
Didn't have time to go cop the next gen
Gridin for the life, the honeys, the dividends
Ex bitch callin my phone like how
you feel like you don't need me
Then dub me then
Thumbing through the money
I get dividends
Told my ex you've been known I was leaving
We can't be
Bitch nigga get ta trippin
I'm wippin out on em fast still
Aye
Got a lil bitch on my line
Tryna tap in
Told the bitch break bread
I'm countin dividends
I
cake gimme cut
Boy thats slice slice slice
Working like i got a twin
Dividends coming in twice
Coming in twice
Yikes yeah
Whole lotta gang shit gang gang
cash
Splitting the dividends (Dividends)
You gotta pay the fee, if you want two three to walk in (Walk in)
Threw so much money, clean up on aisle five
the Benz, is you stupid?
Spendin' all your dividends, is you stupid?
You must be stupid, you must be stupid
You done went and fucked my friend, is you
the price
Ice on my neck and ain't rollin the dice
Pull up with tech and ain't going to fight
I get da bank and I count dividends
You like to IG and front
All my life i've been
Tryna get dividends
Sinning and doin my own thang
During this life I've lived
Old chicks be callin
I just ignore em
You had
None ah mi ex man dem waa fi exit
It coming like ah mi
All ah dem new ooman ah vex wid
True mi batty broad
Like di gyal dem dung ah Texas
If me
I love a nigga with that fat beef jerky
He hit it right & he not even off a perky
That's what this pussy all about hokey pokey
He got his ex bitch
iron on me nigga Captain Hook
Uh uh, I'm sorry to tell you your boyfriend got jugged
My ex wanna break up it is what it is
It ain't what it was, I did
threats we bouta get tactical
I'm being real factual
I went from local to city to national
This paper real stackable
Getting them dividends adding it up
Richardson, I run this shit nigga
Fuck nigga
Sha'Carri Richardson, I be dropping gems
But, you ain't listening
Riding in the Benz, counting my dividends
Woke up
Woke up
Woke up
Woke up
Yeah, woke up, tied a noose around my neck
My ex-girl, she want me dead
I'm just counting money, getting baked
Like I
the one setting the trends, yeah yeah
Don't really need new friends
Got dead presidents
All the money I spend
Counting Benjamin's
Yeah, getting dividends
my ex is so raunchy I can't even say it
She just be up in the splits like a dividend
And I want my money unlimited
Not regular no I'm not fitting
I
we count dividends
VERSE
Switching lanes, making plays
Getting laid on occasion or blazing Cajun
She say I'm her favorite
She not feeling her
Extraterrestrial being
Yea we really out here
Extraterrestrial being
Yea we really out here
Extraterrestrial being
Yea we really out here
Ex
Find them, make them remember me Jason
Fell in love with the lean who I trust?
Red beam its a must
I think my ex girlfriend made of glass, I drive
Breaking shit
Know me? No This that legend In the making shit
They calling my phone, Pitiful
I'm fresh outta school With some dividends
And I promise you
Yeah
Oh uh, uh, uh, uhhh
Yeah, Yeah
Okay, yeah (They know I'm a Young)
Richer than yo ex and I'm richer than yo next huh
I could never stress bout
I spent too much time and money fuckin' with your ass
Bitch get out my business, just know I'm getting cash
If we ain't talking dividends, I'm
Discuss these Ex- Dividend Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In