Presidential

Yea Bitch I was broke, I ran it up and I went back to broke Bitch I was broke, I ran it up and I went back to broke Bitch I was broke, I ran it up and I went back to broke Yea, yea Bitch I was broke, I ran it up and I went back to broke Got back in my bag, now I ain't with that back and forth If it ain't about them racks then I suggest you don't approach A nigga step to me too close I'll pull the heater, make a toast Bitch I'm feeling presidential Certified nigga, check my credentials Hope you thinking straight before you press your issue I been thumbing through the riches Time is money and I hear that rollie ticking Can't fuck with ya if you don't get the bigger picture, nigga Spin the block, we ain't forget ya My snipers ain't gon miss ya Asked that pussy what he said, that nigga got dementia I been touching too much bread to sneak diss ya Nigga take the shoe and wear that muh' fucker if it fit ya, aye Flip it 'round and add it up Get the loot and hit the dash, we finna bag it up Get them sticks, load up them mags, we finna tag em up Put that heater on his front, I bet it back him up Hit her once, I had enough, yea Cause she ain't wanna fuck me when my pockets was on slim jim Shorty acting friendly for them pennies, bitch I'm pinching Niggas want the smoke then we can blow, bitch I ain't flinching Bitch I got rackies in my vision Bitch I was broke, I ran it up and I went back to broke Got back in my bag, now I ain't with that back and forth If it ain't about them racks then I suggest you don't approach A nigga step to me too close I'll pull the heater, make a toast Bitch I'm feeling presidential Certified nigga, check my credentials Hope you thinking straight before you press your issue I been thumbing through the riches Time is money and I hear that rollie ticking Can't fuck with ya if you don't get the bigger picture I get the load and then its adios I hit that hoe and then I gotta go She sip me cause I'm dripping like a snotty nose Hunnits, got a lot of those Blue faces Brodie up the road, he fucked up He just caught two cases Throw the bag now he ain't never going back Never tripping on no bitch, I just adapt I'm Serena with the racks Got me fiending for the stash Shorty wanna bust it open for a real nigga Shorty I just put my wrist on froze, bitch I can't chill with ya I done took my niggas from the floor and bitch I'm still with em, uh Play with them and then you playing with your life Left some niggas in the past and I ain't saying that its right Dropped the bag and got it back again Watch out when I'm backing in Bitch I was broke, I ran it up and I went back to broke Got back in my bag, now I ain't with that back and forth If it ain't about them racks then I suggest you don't approach A nigga step to me too close I'll pull the heater, make a toast Bitch I'm feeling presidential Certified nigga, check my credentials Hope you thinking straight before you press your issue I been thumbing through the riches Time is money and I hear that rollie ticking Can't fuck with ya if you don't get the bigger picture Yea yea