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Lex Luger on the beat so what the fuck you think I keep bad bitches all around me I got good drank, so my niggas and these bitches can be straight They tryna down me But I don't give a fuck 'cause if my homies eatin', I'll always be straight They tryna clown me But I got blinders on and I see nothin' but the money in my face Look all around me The homies good and the home girls better so it's time for a toast I made it far so I'm thankin' God I do not go to no bars, I'm in the car with the stars I can't pull up, I can't park if it ain't valet I'm in Houston with a bitch and her friend, she gay She don't suck dick, but tonight it's all in her mouth I just fucked a bitch who supposed to be my godsis I'm so dirty, I'm so fucked up, I don't give a damn And if you owe me, I need taxes like I'm Uncle Sam I keep bad bitches all around me I got good drank, so my niggas and these bitches can be straight They tryna down me But I don't give a fuck 'cause if my homies eatin', I'll always be straight They tryna clown me But I got blinders on and I see nothin' but the money in my face SongtexteLook all around me The homies good and the home girls better so it's time for a toast Tell me how it's supposed to go My swag is on overload But Lil Yachty, now row your boat They know us, we don't know them hoes Got my homeboys, got my homegirls Fuck these haters, I keep living in my own world I get money, I flip money on my own tours Own my coupe, skrrt, skrrt, you don't own yours Champagne in the sky just to toast up in it Dubs up high, rep the coast up in it Deuce deuce, two two, go and add both digits Woo, woo, I had to bring the 4 up in it I keep bad bitches all around me I got good drank, so my niggas and these bitches can be straight They tryna down me But I don't give a fuck 'cause if my homies eatin', I'll always be straight They tryna clown me But I got blinders on and I see nothin' but the money in my face Look all around me The homies good and the home girls better so it's time for a toast Ayo, I fuck with Lil Yachty, I fuck with Lil Yachty I don't roll too much broccoli but I fuck with Lil Yachty I told Lil Boat get your money and fuck these hotties Don't worry about these niggas, your shit poppin' every party Yeah I started from the bottom, the low I put homies on fo sho Don't pat me on the back, no 'Cause that's what I'm supposed to do I don't need no back pay Nigga I'm a real nigga I just want you to say I'm good when I ask you what's the deal with ya, rare They don't make them like that no more, rare Pull up every homie in a foreign, that's rare I keep bad bitches all around me I got good drank, so my niggas and these bitches can be straight They tryna down me But I don't give a fuck 'cause if my homies eatin', I'll always be straight They tryna clown me But I got blinders on and I see nothin' but the money in my face Look all around me The homies good and the home girls better so it's time for a toast Aus Songtexte Mania