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Yo, S Dot
This beat knock
(Sdot Go)
Ayy, it's Philthy
Uh-huh, look
These pussy niggas out here snitchin'
You is not a boss, ain't put your niggas in position
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
They like, "Philthy, how you beat the feds?"
I shut my mouth and let my money talk, fuck what they said
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
They like, "Philthy, you still cool with them niggas?"
Ayy, fuck with suckers, nah, I don't fool with them niggas
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
They like, "Philthy, how your whole team shinin'?"
How he a real nigga, but he got on fake diamonds?
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
Ayy, it's Philthy, bitch, Vegas, Arizona, Miami, Houston
Fuck the other side, no solution
I paid lawyer fees, commissary, restitution
I don't want the bitch if she ain't into pussy
City bitch, hit for Chanel bags, she be boostin'
Young niggas dribble through your hood, they be hoopin'
My bitch fall asleep in Van Cleef
Six thousand on Versace sheets
Freak in the bed, but she a lady in the streets
I been pushin' P, no peace
I been pushin' P's through the East
Ten thou' a verse, a flat fee
You could DM or at me
If you ain't got your cheese right, don't even ask me
From Funktown, Sibranda, we locked in
I'm nothin' like them niggas, I ain't them
I'm the motivation, bitch, I'm him
Bitch, I'm comin' trim
Wear it once and won't wear it again
It's Philthy (Money up)
They like, "Jay, man, you still be on that shit?"
Took a lot of L's, I need an M
My outfit sick, take a pic
Solid bitch, I told her get what she can get
We just left Gallery and seen Trend
All my bitches tens, uh-huh, don't trust 'em or some shit, hell nah
I just pulled up sellin' soft
The old me would've bought it all
You playin', we gon' pluck your dawg
Bae, you bad, flaws and all
Half a million dollar thots
I treat the workers like the boss
I get a check for all the game I talk
If you fall off, ain't nobody fault
Nigga, I'm not duckin' off
Probably on it, he on the under call
I'm in the Rolls truck, but this ain't Ross
The fallouts, yeah, I'm what this cost
Niggas touch they first hundred, then they fall off with all they dope
In New York, we go to the mall
I been on these niggas, pause
My new piece cost a bag of dog
He poppin' me if he tryna brawl
I need a new house and a loft
All these hoes, can't fit 'em all
All these hoes, can't hit 'em all
I'm too rich, can't hit 'em raw
I'm too rich, can't hit 'em raw
The bitches know that I'm a dog
You niggas be gettin' high, dyin' off that fentanyl
Motion Mar the one to get it poppin', dawg
We fly niggas, look, we ain't nothin' like y'all
Rollin' up the bag, just blew another hundred ball
Shut down the stores every time we hit the mall
My new bitch here for a Rollie, she wanna see me ball
'Bout to fuck this shit out her off this alcohol
When the camera on, just know a nigga showin' off
Diamonds dancin' in the dark, cut the flashes off
The bitch don't know how to act, she never had a boss
In the field catchin' plays like I'm Randy Moss
Lot of niggas mad jealous how I'm takin' off
Bounce back, niggas lost after loss
So much water on my neck, I almost drowned, dawg
I'm up now, I ain't never comin' down, dawg
Motion
These pussy niggas out here snitchin'
You is not a boss, ain't put your niggas in position
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
They like, "Philthy, how you beat the feds?"
I shut my mouth and let my money talk, fuck what they said
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
They like, "Philthy, you still cool with them niggas?"
Ayy, fuck with suckers, nah, I don't fool with them niggas
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh
They like, "Philthy, how your whole team shinin'?"
How he a real nigga, but he got on fake diamonds?
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh