Don't Pay 4 It

Say I ain't trying to pay, for it

Man I'm too playa for that

Too many bitches in the world right now

That'll fuck around and pray for that

Say I ain't trying to pay, for it

I don't pay for no pussy

I won't pay for no pussy

And I ain't buyin' no Gucci

Say I ain't trying to pay for it

I'm a motherfucking G

And I should make these bitches pay me

Say I ain't trying to pay, for it

Hell naw man I'm too throwed

Niggas stay getting shows

Make a lot of money, never trick to these hoes

Pay for that, not me, no hell

Y'all the one that bring the c-notes out

This is K.O.D., now they wait on me

Cause if I do not arrive, there wouldn't be no show

Wale, Wale

Hear you talking, but I cannot stay

Chicks evolve but I cannot stay

I spit the raw, I leave a gay bitch, late

Turn your date to a lake, turn your 8 to a great

Turn a nine to a damn! without paying for the date

Throw the bait, ain't no John

You done broke the safe just to get those broads

You been playing the Uno but you getting no drawers

And I poke her face and let her hold no cards

I ain't even tripping, or paying these women

Got plenty fish in that ocean and my rod game is so vicious

And my sharp show is at 4: 15, can I use the rip in 5: 15

Now I 62 cause I get the loot, and she's gon' kiss the ring but no wedding

Clap that ass, bitch, turn up

Nigga kill the pussy, call it murder

Swerve in the Murcielago

Me without a foreign car, man that's unheard of

In the Maybach, king with my feet up

Curtains drawn, bitch scream when you see us

High give me lead up, work toward nigga

2500 for the sneakers, dope ass nigga, no beeper

I was 16 with a Beamer

Glock with the watch on Aquafina

Niggas going, hyena

Getting pussy posted up at the deener

Now we pull up, post in Medinas

With light-skinned bitch like Gina

Aston, Martin

Man I'm motherfucking cold like Kesha

Stop signs, Simon says

We don't give a fuck, we run them

Like Tommy Young, been barely men

Man broke niggas, we don't live with them

I don't fuck around, I just fuck her friends

Got eagle doors on that brand new Benz

And a threesome with two twenty twins

I'm rich, bitch

Trick what? Lace who?

Baby girl, that ain't what Maine do

Before I chase you, I replace you

Before I break you off, I'm a break you

Matter of fact, fuck you

Got a hundred chicks on my tour bus

Asian chicks, they adore us

I'm feeling like the nigga on the chorus

Got this drank in my cup

And I'm 'bout to roll up

Man this bitch talking too much, dawg

I done came down, hold up

Heard a nigga say pimping was dead

I showed them my watch and corrected them quick like, "Nah, niggas you're scared"

Now go get you some bread

See it's...

Money over bitches, and bread over bed

Tell a bitch that I know Khaled, and she take it to the head

Shit

Shit, one go to store for me

Got another one that's trying to ho for me

Hopefully, she bring more hoes to me

And reverse the game and make em bring dough to me