fight
hey
goddamn i’m winnin’
goddamn i’m winnin’ i’m winnin’
god
got money now you done switched up on me
i used to think about how you would act when a nigga got money
now you done switched up on me
now you wanna say what’s up to me
okay so now you wanna make love to me
girl if you don’t get the fuck from me
i know you thought we had somethin’ special
but you don’t mean nothin’ to me
girl i’m sorry you not the one for me
just be honest girl what you want from me
this ain’t nothin’ new keep it so 00
i can’t let none of these niggas get one up on me
i go by gawd tiller you better run from me
give hope to my niggas them niggas love money
adios to them bitches can’t get a hug from me
i’m high on life that’s what it does for me
my numbers goin’ up i feel a buzz comin’ one up
pre
young nigga young nigga
your friends bad too
then tell ’em come with you ’cause i’m on nigga
and we like bitches with they own shit
we don’t like gold diggers
girl if you don’t get the fuck from me
i know you thought we had somethin’ special
but you don’t mean nothin’ to me
girl i’m sorry you not the one for me
this the shit i don’t condone in
cheatin’ on your man but you can get it if you want it
lookin’ for a bad bitch i finally found a culprit
nigga takin’ shots send ’em back check the postage yeah
hatin’ ass nigga why won’t you shut up
this the motherfuckin’ 50 come up
and every time i’m back in the city
every bitch with a hidden agenda run up cause i’m on nigga
pre
young nigga young nigga
your friends bad too
then tell ’em come with you ’cause i’m on nigga
and we like bitches with they own shit
we don’t like gold diggers
girl if you don’t get the fuck from me
i know you thought we had somethin’ special
but you don’t mean nothin’ to me
girl i’m sorry you not the one for me
4
every nigga did you wrong except for me
i’m next to blow and so you should’ve been next to me
say you lovesick girl i got the remedy
i’ll give you long dick and longevity
don’t settle for less or for infidelity
niggas ain’t built like me
he can’t bag and pipe and leave that pussy killed like me
or even keep the business behind his lips like me
i got a hundred fuckin’ problems
good brain am i fuckin’ with a scholar
woodgrain i’ma grip it when i whip it
if i take a shot and brick it i’ma flip it
thankful for my papa nigga taught me how to get it
gotta make sure my brothers is eating i’ma split it
if she throw that pussy at me i’ma hit it
pen griffey but she won’t get a penny no
boy if you don’t get
pre
young nigga young nigga
your friends bad too
then tell ’em come with you ’cause i’m on witcha
and we like bitches with they own shit
we don’t like gold diggers
girl if you don’t get the fuck from me
i know you thought we had somethin’ special
but you don’t mean nothin’ to me
girl i’m sorry you not the one for me
hey
goddamn
hey
we don’t like gold diggers
goddamn i’m winnin’ i’m winnin’
goddamn i’m winnin’
oh no
Artist: Bryson Tiller
Year: 2016
Decade: 10s
Language: en
Word Count: 314