Key: F major
Verse 1
2 shots of whatever
It's like tug- of- war,
tryna pull myself together
but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure,
leave my money on the dresser
leave a nigga on a stretcher
It's all there, papa,
you ain't even got to measure
bitches look jealous
Money Over Bitches - MOB, goodfellas
Cut her ears off,
ain't shit she could tell us
that's a fuckin love letter
If I ain't a trending topic,
Verse 2
2 shots of whatever
2 shots of whatever
It's like tug- of- war,
tryna pull myself together
but probably's like never
I'm a pimp under pressure,
Verse 3
Mason Betha
Sometimes the paper chase
could be like chasing a leopard
wetter than it's ever been
Shawty fine as fuck though,
now she kiss me on my neck
I hope she ain't cut- throat
it made me fuck slow
Life, death, love, hate, pleasure, pain
Pay me no mind but I don't have change
Verse 4
2 shots from wherever
You can get 2 shots from whoever
It be like a puzzle tryna put
you back together
whatever...
Verse 5
Can't let these bitch niggas
slide and touch base
It's Young Money baby,
take your clothes off
Give me them three holes,
2 shots of whatever
Keep them bitches coming
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