IamSU!

IamSU! - FTB (Remix) lyrics

rate me

Ft. Chinx

(Hook)

Tell me why ya handcuffin', need to free that bitch

Ya niggas ain't ballin', I could see that shit

Tell me why ya handcuffin', need to free that bitch

Ya niggas ain't ballin', I could see that shit

Tell me why ya handcuffin', need to free that bitch

(Verse: IamSu)

These niggas backwards

All about a buck, no need for distraction

It's easy as mackin'

Raised in the Rich, in the bay I'm a factor

These hoes be choosin'

Yeah, I'm the number one selection

Uh, she the type to ride this dick just like a bike

I'm to the store cuz I'ma need some more protection

Aye, she was bad, black, and Asian

Keep me in a tight situation

And ya know she just lookin' for a sponsor

She front row, takin' snaps at my concert

Aye, I tell her put me on her story

Do a split on the dick, can ya do it for me?

Wake up in the mornin', get straight to the business

I ain't trippin off ya hoes

Ya know I gotta keep it pimpin'

(Hook)

(Verse 2)

She a model on the gram with a hundred likes

On the club tour, different city every night

Ya know me bro, I'ma bust her but I don't trust her

And if she ain't a dime then I can't touch her

My daddy was a mack, told me neva get nervous

She might run her lips, but I still get lip service

She be buyin heels and them big purses

But she ride the bus and she flip burgers

Bring yo money up and leave ya for the next nigga

Ya be goin raw when ya havin sex with her

I be goin hard, hands around her neck with it

All about her money, ya know I respect business

Tryna give her ass an inch, she gon' take a mile

I'mma take her to hotel and take her down

Niggas hatin on the low, they need to say it now

Guarantee that when ya go, yo girl will stay around

(Hook)

(Verse 3: Chinx)

Nigga pull up to the front, hit her in the backseat

Put her hurt [?] then send her in a taxi

Bangin on the box like the set of 12

Might call a nigga bitch up, a number 12

Being broke’s kind of scary nigga, West Kraven

Ya clothe fiend luva, you’z a rest haven

Real pimp shit, way I slide on it

Won’t tell the name but she could put mine on it

I be foolin with this $ , call it play dough

NYC to the Ye tho'

These niggas handcuffin', can’t believe that shit

Jay Reed, tell me why ya handcuffin' nigga

(Hook)

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