Tahj Money
Damn, you really gonna act like that?
Shit right there fucked up
Words can't even express how I feel right now
Yeah, yeah, yeah

She all in her feelings
but she need to quit it, she know it's just business
She know I'm just hittin'
I wish it was different, but that's just the way it is
You show love to a nigga, he still might cross
that's just the way it is
They shot at my car, a bullet ain't hit me
like I had rabbit ears
They gon' talk 'bout you bad when you on
they so mad, when you broke they be glad
Just 'cause we grew up together
don't mean I'ma give you a pass
Yeah, we fuckin', but since the beginnin'
we both knew the shit wouldn't last
Twelve got behind me with work in the car
and my heart beating fast

These niggas so pussy
I'm seeing right through them just like they some glass
I can pay you to fuck
but I can show you the way to go get you a bag
All the calls we done missed, yeah, phone tag
Girl, you thick as hell, girl, with your grown ass
Come and sit down talk to a grown man
I'ma grip on your ass, bae, with both hands
Yeah, she diggin' my etiquette
I be high from the sedatives
Yeah, she plays on the iPhone X
Only FaceTime I do not text
I be keeping it too, too real
If you won't fuck me the next bitch will
Ain't signed, I'm worth 2 mill
Why yo' niggas ain't got no chill?
On the plane I just popped two pills
I got certain anxiety, I'm a different variety
All the niggas admire me, I'm a boss you can't hire me
All the trappin' is tiring, I'ma aim it and fire it
She wet like a ship and a pilot
This shit that you smokin' is silent
All the head wraps they think that we ISIS
Dip from twelve, ain't got a license
I fuck with the brave and the mighty
I know some niggas don't like me
They check my drip, they gone bite me
Got the neighborhood hot, got it spicy
Put that blunt out real quick
before these bitch-ass niggas call the police

She all in her feelings
but she need to quit it, she know it's just business
She know I'm just hittin'
I wish it was different, but that's just the way it is
You show love to a nigga, he still might cross
that's just the way it is
They shot at my car, a bullet ain't hit me
like I had rabbit ears
They gon' talk 'bout you bad when you on
they so mad, when you broke they be glad
Just 'cause we grew up together
don't mean I'ma give you a pass
Yeah, we fuckin', but since the beginnin'
we both knew the shit wouldn't last
Twelve got behind me with work in the car
and my heart beating fast