Pay the Bills

I don't act rich And I don't catfish I drive a Porsche, Maserati, or an Aston I ain't gon paint none of my cars I'ma wrap it And I'm so hood I ride around With a MAC-10 I'm in that Porsche 911 With the engine in the ass end And I don't really like to rap I just do it on the back end If they don't get the job done I send my shooters back And if you can take my shit Then I don't want it back I'm booked from Friday night To Friday morning And they ain't just sleeping on the kid They been snoring It's been two years But I'll still pull up in that foreign I got that good Chardonnay Yeah you know it's imported You could try to ball like me But you're too broke you can't afford it I walk into the club they said I'm very important Yeah I missed the rebound Guess what I'm still scoring And I can't tell you what I did to him It's a dark story I sold drugs to pay the bills I'm so drunk behind the wheel Don't give a fuck bout how you feel I'm gon rob, kill, and steal Yeah I always kept it real Move it in the vacuum seal And the way that I been shooting They gon put me on a reel I sold drugs to pay the bills I'm so drunk behind the wheel Don't give a fuck bout how you feel I'm gon rob, kill, and steal Yeah I always kept it real Move it in the vacuum seal And the way that I been shooting They gon put me on a reel What's on my wrist cost thirty And what's on my neck cost eighty All of my money is dirty And they said I wasn't gon make it I'm running the game in a hurry And I ain't never gon fake it Choppa caught his ass lacking They found him face down on the pavement Pull her hair when I hit it Thanks for the hype, shoutout to my critic Said I wouldn't do it Motherfucker I did it You ain't gon do nothing you just parasitic Yeah they say I'm a cynic Bitch I'm the judge and my gun is the sentence Walk-through, 100K when I visit My haters they love me they just won't admit it I've been smoking that loud gas Got shooters like Baghdad She got big thighs with a fat ass And she love when I drive fast I mix that Faygo with some Wok Or Hi-Tech with some red wine Four, eight, twelve lines Fuck it I pour the whole pint Don't try to run up on me You lost yo damn mind If I don't get at least half a million Then bitch I can't sign I tried to look for some expensive Some I can't find It's Bongobirch There ain't nothing that I can't buy I sold drugs to pay the bills I'm so drunk behind the wheel Don't give a fuck bout how you feel I'm gon rob, kill, and steal Yeah I always kept it real Move it in the vacuum seal And the way that I been shooting They gon put me on a reel I sold drugs to pay the bills I'm so drunk behind the wheel Don't give a fuck bout how you feel I'm gon rob, kill, and steal Yeah I always kept it real Move it in the vacuum seal And the way that I been shooting They gon put me on a reel