D Bass, Cari P - Stay Lyrics

Questions I'm always asked, before I throw on my bag
Tank empty but ian never low on tha gas
6 in tha front ian never smoking no 6lack
I know it's potent relax, And
Niggas always stealin' tha steez
I been a joker so I always got a trick up my sleeve
I'm good a poker When I poke her, she ion't think ima leave
And then I ghost her
She kept askin' me to stay to much
She ain't love me til I bald thats how Ye screwed up
Yea
Still kicking it tha way I do
Ian never met a bitch I need I can't say I do
They think I fought in UFC I make these shorties submit
Ima need like 80 thousand for I call it legit
Shorty screamed and then left out I guess she callin' it quits
Yea
Breakin' bars
Shorties online they thinkin' I'm makin' calls
Told her I'm tha plug for me she might take a charge
Killin' pussy my only crime and I'm still at large
Kill a pussy and do that time I can't take that loss
Bro gon' knock you off
Ima mutha fuggin' boss
Talkin' bout she prego, All this mutha fuggin' sauce
And I stay in polo ian never wore Lacoste
Yea
Now she thinkin' I'm boujee
Fugg I look like rappin' on a track what I do to tha coochie
Niggas always talkin' but it's cap they ain't gettin' no coochie
Niggas say they do it to tha max I'm just thinkin' they goofy
Tryina show out in concert
Stackin' til I pull up in a Bentley, like fonzworth
Stack until it's bout a quarter mil in my moms purse
Been pulling up that's before the gym
You know the vert crazy I been above the rim
Success always fueled my tank you can ask slim
Naw don't ask slim
Shit I been rolling like the rolling 60's
If I ever need to po up Flee po up with me
I've been searching for this money and it showed up quickly
Evidently
I been out the gutter
She ask me for protection but I been outta rubbers
She asked for my favorite move so I gave her a stunner
She said remember who I am before she go undercover
I remember baby
I swear my life is legit
I turned 50 to 100
Rack for rack then you quit
Turned a mustang to a foreign
Ain't no way I'm the shit
You turned a zip to a eighth, And ain't make no proft
I keep flexing on these niggas you can tell by steez
We always taking niggas bitches so they calling us thieves
Told shorty she a rat and I can tell by her weave
Ok get the fuck out that's how I tell them to leave
Every time you see me in the club t'd up
Catch me on a off day counting feet up
You ain't really in the field nigga put yo cleats up
I fucked yo bitch in car and told her push the seat up
Thought I was done but I'm back rapping
Told my daddy I can't stop until I see a different tax bracket
Been making money but I need mo
Cleaned my plate now I need yours
Yea, 4

Questions I'm always asked, before I throw on my bag
Tank empty but ian never low on tha gas
6 in tha front ian never smoking no 6lack
I know it's potent relax, And
Niggas always stealin' tha steez
I been a joker so I always got a trick up my sleeve
I'm good a poker When I poke her, she ion't think ima leave
And then I ghost her
She kept askin' me to stay to much
She ain't love me til I bald thats how Ye screwed up
Yea
Still kicking it tha way I do
Ian never met a bitch I need I can't say I do
They think I fought in UFC I make these shorties submit
Ima need like 80 thousand for I call it legit
Shorty screamed and then left out I guess she callin' it quits
Yea
Breakin' bars
Shorties online they thinkin' I'm makin' calls
Told her I'm tha plug for me she might take a charge
Killin' pussy my only crime and I'm still at large
Kill a pussy and do that time I can't take that loss
Bro gon' knock you off
Ima mutha fuggin' boss
Talkin' bout she prego, All this mutha fuggin' sauce
And I stay in polo ian never wore Lacoste
Yea
Now she thinkin' I'm boujee
Fugg I look like rappin' on a track what I do to tha coochie
Niggas always talkin' but it's cap they ain't gettin' no coochie
Niggas say they do it to tha max I'm just thinkin' they goofy
Tryina show out in concert
Stackin' til I pull up in a Bentley, like fonzworth
Stack until it's bout a quarter mil in my moms purse
Been pulling up that's before the gym
You know the vert crazy I been above the rim
Success always fueled my tank you can ask slim
Naw don't ask slim
Shit I been rolling like the rolling 60's
If I ever need to po up Flee po up with me
I've been searching for this money and it showed up quickly
Evidently
I been out the gutter
She ask me for protection but I been outta rubbers
She asked for my favorite move so I gave her a stunner
She said remember who I am before she go undercover
I remember baby
I swear my life is legit
I turned 50 to 100
Rack for rack then you quit
Turned a mustang to a foreign
Ain't no way I'm the shit
You turned a zip to a eighth, And ain't make no proft
I keep flexing on these niggas you can tell by steez
We always taking niggas bitches so they calling us thieves
Told shorty she a rat and I can tell by her weave
Ok get the fuck out that's how I tell them to leave
Every time you see me in the club t'd up
Catch me on a off day counting feet up
You ain't really in the field nigga put yo cleats up
I fucked yo bitch in car and told her push the seat up
Thought I was done but I'm back rapping
Told my daddy I can't stop until I see a different tax bracket
Been making money but I need mo
Cleaned my plate now I need yours
Yea, 4