Total Lyrics

Fucked up a couple times, I ain't perfect
But I'm glad I stayed down, it was worth it
Turned into a boss, but I still be workin'
Cut all my hoes, all these bitches don't deserve me
All these lip bitches know it's gobble like a turkey
Get a bitch a boot before I give her a Birkin
My bitch already thick, no, she don't need no surgery
I love my plug, he always pull up and come serve me
Ain't seen a double, what the fuck, you did a thirty
Always on the bench, lil' bro, hang up your jersey
My lil' shit gonna treat the kidney like a Slurpee
I need reals, I don't give your boy no Turks, please
For thirty days straight, we beat that road up
I ain't playin' games no more, it's time to grow up
If she take another shot, she gonna be tore up
Swipe my card before I even seen the total

Keep your heart on ice 'cause I hear it ain't no love
Got them dollars now, I'm still tryna get some more of 'em
Get your money right and then that's when the hoes come
I couldn't choose between 'em, so I just hit both of 'em
Watch she walk around the crib without no clothes on
I ain't had no money problems in so long
Gas punching back, this shit I'm smoking so strong
Put the ski chain or Timmy, fuck it, I put both on
Coming with my supersuit, I feel like Frozone
Neck like a slushy, wrist like a snow cone
Yeah, your turn, nigga, I'm who your hoe want
That's my ringtone
I just go and get some money, leave the streets 'lone
She been feigning ever since I put that meat on
I can't miss a penny, I've been chasing every dollar
High as hell, 15, that's some marijuana
Call that out the park on Barry Bonds, bro
Nigga, even in the dark, I still shine, 'cause
I done stacked this paper from the ground up
And my face alligator in their town, bro

Fucked up a couple times, I ain't perfect
But I'm glad I stayed down, it was worth it
Turned into a boss, but I still be workin'
Cut all my hoes, all these bitches don't deserve me
All these lip bitches know it's gobble like a turkey
Get a bitch a boot before I give her a Birkin
My bitch already thick, no, she don't need no surgery
I love my plug, he always pull up and come serve me
Ain't seen a double, what the fuck, you did a thirty
Always on the bench, lil' bro, hang up your jersey
My lil' shit gonna treat the kidney like a Slurpee
I need reals, I don't give your boy no Turks, please
For thirty days straight, we beat that road up
I ain't playin' games no more, it's time to grow up
If she take another shot, she gonna be tore up
Swipe my card before I even seen the total