Redeye Bands - don't play with me !

Fuck a Ferrari, I want my lil' shawty
Marking all over her body
Grip on the nine, keep it close to my body
If one of y'all want to try me
Keep a whole bag of the bands
See when I land
Might cop a Merc cause I can
Grip on the thigh, I'm good with my hands
Bitch I'm the man, don't hinder my plan
Wrap it up, pack it up
I'm serving packages
Don't want a model
Don't want me no actresses
I got my shawty
Just wanted the baddest bitch
I'm trying to ball, we not average
He try to play me, I'm not havin' shit
He dissin' on me, I might hit a lick
He pull up on me, hit 'em wit a stick
Know that I'm packing, hit 'em with a blick
You wish you were better
Bitch you could never
You feeling dumb and I'm fly as a feather
Actually no, you could never feel ever
You held on to me like a motherfuckin tether
Only upgrade when its needed
And I needed
Said I get no pussy I was your first
Said that you wanted me, you never wanted me
I wanted monogamy, you want monopoly
You never really ever wanted all of me
You want my money, my car, my gas
Your broke ass couldn't get it yourself
Go get a job, and slob on my knob while you at it
You got all the practice you want
Bitch, don't play with me. I get what I want
Fuck a Ferrari, I want my lil' shawty
Marking all over her body
Grip on the nine, keep it close to my body
If one of y'all want to try me
Keep a whole bag of the bands
See when I land
Might cop a Merc cause I can
Grip on the thigh, I'm good with my hands
Bitch I'm the man, don't hinder my plan
Fuck a Ferrari, want my lil' shawty
Fuck in the back of the benz, no Scotty
Doesn't know about my Fiona and me
If he find out he ain't fuckin' with me
Worried bout cheddar, I'll throw you some cheese
Got parmesan and mozzarella on me
Choppa gon' chop you up if you got beef
Won't do it for you but I'll do it for me
Yeah, keep a whole bag of the bands
Diamonds Alaska, no ketchikan
Fly to the east, no Pakistan
Shots in this glock, no Taliban, yeah
Shawty come through, and bring a friend
Makin this dough, it turn to bread
And when I slump, she give me head
Countin' up all of these Redeye Bands
Fuck a Ferrari, I want my lil' shawty
Marking all over her body
Grip on the nine, keep it close to my body
If one of y'all want to try me
Keep a whole bag of the bands
See when I land
Might cop a Merc cause I can
Grip on the thigh, I'm good with my hands
Bitch I'm the man, don't hinder my plan

Written by:
William Cochran

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