Annoying

(albüm: P2 - 2018)

[Dave East:]
I just made a hundred
I just made a hundred
I just made a hundred

I just made a hundred
This bitch get annoying, on God I'm changing my number
I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter
I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another
After we fuck I'm unable to cuddle
Right back to the money, you know how I play it
I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you saying
Lying on my name, you know what you saying

In and out the streets, they treat me like royalty
These bitches cannot spell loyalty
I dropped a bag on my lawyer fee
Way before these engineers was recording me
Sorry boo, can't give you all of me
Pardon me, you just want me 'cause I'm hot
When I was dead broke couldn't get you to stop
Now that I'm on you done turned to a thot, why?
I started off with a pot
Picked up the backend and went got me a spot
Head on a swivel, I know niggas plot
I'm checking every car that slide through the block
Five-fifty with the S in the front
I just got the best head of the month
Saved her number under man eater
And I ain't get her from the Gram neither
Caught her in traffic
She bent it over like she teaching yoga
Or she used to be in gymnastics
Either way I cannot pass it, I'm bringing cash in
She wanna FaceTime and text, I just want some neck
I ain't got respect
Hit it on the couch, hit it on the steps
Put it in your mouth, I'ma make a mess

I just made a hundred
This bitch get annoying, on God I'm changing my number
I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter
I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another
After we fuck I'm unable to cuddle
Right back to the money, you know how I play it
I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you saying
Lying on my name, you know what you saying
I just made a hundred
This bitch get annoying, on God I'm changing my number
I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter
I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another
After we fuck I'm unable to cuddle
Right back to the money, you know how I play it
I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you saying
Lying on my name, you know what you saying

[T.I.:]
Riding red Ford, in the greg lord
Every time she see me I'm in rare form
Bet she do it for a pair of Air Jordans
In the morning send her get her hair done
On the highway, bet her head going
Up and down sloppily, hope no one watching me
Tell my daddy I'm fulfilling his prophecy
Hundred fifty million, ain't no one stopping
Watch your convo when you talk to me
Make me think you plotting, tryna possibly follow me
Lay on me, just like them robbers be
Out your damn mind, you just gotta be
You gon' get shot
This dope boy academy, Big Skoob
Where you certainly can get your issue
Can't fit your feet in them, they big shoes
Man we counting these hundreds
And switching up numbers like yeah yeah

[Dave East:]
I just made a hundred
This bitch get annoying, on God I'm changing my number
I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter
I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another
After we fuck I'm unable to cuddle
Right back to the money, you know how I play it
I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you saying
Lying on my name, you know what you saying
They just paid me a hundred
This bitch get annoying, on God I'm changing my number
I'm a rich nigga that came from the gutter
I don't feel this perc, I'ma take me another
After we fuck I'm unable to cuddle
Right back to the money, you know how I play it
I'm not your boyfriend, I don't know what you saying
Lying on my name, you know what you saying