PRL Anee - IDNFWTH (feat. Maryn G)
What can I sayI had to run up the bands
I had to tell these lil bitches to get out my way
I had some troubling nights
I had to look up to God and say thanks for the day
I'm not afraid you niggas
I keep the thirty beside me if you wanna play
I'm not afraid of the fame
I just wanna know that all of my niggas are straight
Ain't gotta run baby I just walk to the money niggas can't keep up my pace
Ain't gotta lie about it I just fuck once then I kick the lil bitch out my place
I don't want none of you hoes in my face
I kill the pussy then beat the lil case
Ain't got no love in my heart only hate
I can not fuck with you niggas you fake
Cash on me Bobby Shmurda my dance
Bitch on me keep her hand in my pants
Got addicted I can't fuck with the Xans
Working baby Anee got a lil plan
Only need my homies I don't want friends
Money counter had to count up a grand
My lil Jetta make it turn to a Benz
Selling dope trying to meet up some ends
Can you catch my drift
Fuck your bitch in the back of my whip
Make her sing and only gave her the tip
Call my plug and I re-up on the zip
Call me Anee I'm the man I'm the only one
Fuck them niggas they don't know me don't owe them none
I just want to count the money and roll me some
Smoke a joint and then I nut on your honey buns
Stack til my money don't fold
I'm in this bitch with my woes
I do not fuck with these, I do not fuck with these hoes
The Rari just murdered the doors
Fresh from my head to my toes
I do not fuck with these, I do not fuck with these hoes
Stack til' my money don't fold
I'm in this bitch with my woes
I do not fuck with these, I do not fuck with these hoes
The Rari just murdered the doors
Fresh from my head to my toes
I do not fuck with these, I do not fuck with these hoes
I still got shit to say
I paved my own way
I payed my dues, stayed true in every single way
Them lil boys don't want no static man no way
Them niggas ain't fucking wit the boy no shame
Big Ginobli
Dog I'm a go out like OB
I'm a keep killing these songs bring the money in slowly
Strap tucked in the car
Please don't take it too far
Please don't make no threats, I'll aim this bitch at your jaw
You say you want to shop with me but you ain't got your bands up
Young Maryn G
I know crips I know mad bloods
I got know hella connects
What you need I got mad plugs
If you ain't ready then what the fuck you ask for
I bring it in can't fuck with these hoes I'm stacking again
This what it's like when you hustle on ten
Stack so big it ain't bending again
Your bitch on my dick, but I want her friend
OG in Cali I already went
Money on P's I already spent
Loss some bread but ain't that a bitch
Stack til' my money don't fold
I'm in this bitch with my woes
I do not fuck with these, I do not fuck with these hoes
The Rari just murdered the doors
Fresh from my head to my toes
I do not fuck with these, I do not fuck with these hoes
Stack til' my money don't fold
I'm in this bitch with my woes
I do not fuck with these, I do not fuck with these hoes
The Rari just murdered the doors
Fresh from my head to my toes
I do not fuck with these, I do not fuck with these hoes
Written by:
Anfernee Thomas, Jamaryn Ford
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