Well Earned (feat. KYW Dooley)

Bitch I'm too turnt Yea yea yea Bitch I'm too turnt Ou Yea yea Bitch I'm too turnt Riding in the coupe Looking like the roof Burnt Heard I'm getting money Sad face, boy are you hurt Gurl that ass firm She gone back it up and put it in reverse Bitch I'm to turnt Riding in the coupe Looking like the roof Burnt Heard I'm getting money Sad face, boy are you hurt Money well earn Business Man, Well learned I'm on a mission Put on the plate If she in my bed Then she put in my face Dopamine release Then I need my space Money counter on Getting touchy feely with this cake My fashion and my falice She like the taste Thc with fronto leaf Yea my joints are laced I been first place but this is not a race With this mind its infinite What I can create Hop in the booth, I get in my element Getting this money, the fame is irrelevant I'm getting the top, just for the hell of it But me shawty out in public Looking so angelic And I'm Geeked up Couple bands have a Bird's heads, Geeked up But I'm solo dolo with the cash Shawty u cant have nun Sorry baby no Cops, but I'm the run Im on the money hunt Use to pull up, like what you want Then Im in the wind, a nigga gone Now she tryna find another But Im One of One Getting checks, checks, checks Big flex, flex, flex No stress, stress, stress I get the sex But slash necks if someone disrespect Bitch I'm too turnt Riding in the coupe Looking like the roof Burnt Heard I'm getting money Sad face, boy are you hurt Gurl that ass firm She gone back it up and put it in reverse Bitch I'm too turnt Riding in the coupe Looking like the roof Burnt Heard I'm getting money Sad face, boy are you hurt Money well earn Business Man, Well learned He run up on me We gone put him on a shirt Dig his ass a hole Yea we finna put him in the dirt He talking out his neck Get his feelings hurt Shawty said Im wishy washy Just cuz Imma flirt Say I took yo swag Nah nigga I did it first I just used sum of yo drip But then i made that shit diverse I need sum diversity So many hoes gimme brain No university Like all my songs, Dooley got versatility We dont give a Fuck, we want bands I aint talking til I see the check in my hands Got the master blueprint I got the master plan They said that Im the man I said yes I am I'm Eating healthy So I be cooking up them all them yams He say he be wit shooters Nah nigga you a ham I never fucked w peanut butter But I was eating up the jam And you say you a hater But playing my songs Yous a fan, He's a Stan Oh my god, He dropped Talked to that nigga mans He said he was opp I pull up to his spot Let me window down then I grab my pole Then I let off shots, then I'm out Then I'm gone Bitch I'm too turnt Riding in the coupe Looking like the roof Burnt Heard I'm getting money Sad face, boy are you hurt Gurl that ass firm She gone back it up and put it in reverse Bitch I'm too turnt Riding in the coupe Looking like the roof Burnt Heard I'm getting money Sad face, boy are you hurt Money well earn Business Man, Well learned