2Me - Sholoh

She over here giving brain to me She said I love when you sing to me Money it just ain't a thing to me This music shit it ain't a game to me I'm busy running my bands up While you complain and throwing your hands up Might pour up more lines then a stanza Say fuck it we take you for ransom She over here giving brain to me She said I love when you sing to me Money it just ain't a thing to me This music shit it ain't a game to me I'm busy running my bands up While you complain and throwing your hands up Might pour up more lines then a stanza Say fuck it we take you for ransom I might say fuck it and pour some shit I might say fuck it and roll some shit I just might fuck on the baddest bitch Wavey gon fuck on the raddest bitch I might say fuck it and pour some shit I might say fuck it and roll some shit I just might fuck on the baddest bitch Wavey gon fuck on the raddest bitch Like hold up Lemme talk to em At least a band on my fit with I walk through Told em watch your tone when you talk too Though I'm putting in work I'm the boss too Guess that's why yo bitch wanna sex me Why she always chilling with her bestie Wanna guess please? Yeah that's me Can't test my name, Can't press me If we talking bout bands I got hella If we picking out thorns I want Bella Know she feeling the vibe we not regular She gon fuck with the kid cuz I'm pressure Know they peeping the drip when they see me Why they hate but they still wanna be me Imma leave 'em in wonder like Stevie Know my diamonds they shining in 3D Ksubi with the Ricky, that lil thotty picky She gon give me hickey, gripping on my blicky Asked her if she ready, go girl give me heady Always keep a Becky, she said wavey reck me She over here giving brain to me She said I love when you sing to me Money it just ain't a thing to me This music shit it ain't a game to me I'm busy running my bands up While you complain and throwing your hands up Might pour up more lines then a stanza Say fuck it we take you for ransom She over here giving brain to me She said I love when you sing to me Money it just ain't a thing to me This music shit it ain't a game to me I'm busy running my bands up While you complain and throwing your hands up Might pour up more lines then a stanza Say fuck it we take you for ransom