Come on, send her to the streets
Please give me a good girl I don't want no treesh
Sell whatever for money, but I can't sell no dreams
I ain't trap in months but I'm still rapping about Ps
I been getting high, and I been in my feels
Nyko got the plug if you trying to crack a seal
Still be giving hugs to all the hoes from where I live
I wasn't ever supposed to fit in, I been different since a kid
I been trying to get in music but I been learning 'bout the biz
Two cups from the gas station and filled it with some liq'
Raven in my DMs saying she think I got that tizz
Call myself a crybaby but I don't cry no tears
It's a picture of Pinky and the Brain on my fridge
Still glad my dogs ain't never changed since we was kids
Keeping it a hundred with myself, and I keep my cool
Yeah, this bitch a pocket rocket but it fit in my shoes
Lust, drugs, and alcohol, I'm on all that shit
I'm tired of f*cking with broke hoes, I need a baller bitch
Said hit her when I make it home, but I ain't call that bitch
I've been out here trying to right my wrongs and standing all on biz
I don't wanna keep f*cking my BM, but I want some more kids
F*ck being humble for you bots, I'ma pop my shit
Been sending DMs to way more thots than I care to admit
Triple checking the tape on her box, trying to get Roddy Rich
You can call me names, but just don't call me green
Woke up heart beating, I seen murder in my dreams
Giving that hoe power, she do you dirty as she please
I done seen my partner lose his soul behind a fee
It ain't many hoes that's really a trophy you could keep
I f*ck all my hoes on the sofa like a freak
And if I'm lucky, one day I might hit a B
I been getting pudgy, all this f*cked up shit I eat
Come on, send her to the streets
Please give me a good girl I don't want no treesh
Sell whatever for money, but I can't sell no dreams
I ain't trap in months but I'm still rapping about Ps
I been getting high, and I been in my feels
Nyko got the plug if you trying to crack a seal
Still be giving hugs to all the hoes from where I live
I wasn't ever supposed to fit in, I been different since a kid
I been trying to get in music but I been learning 'bout the biz
Two cups from the gas station and filled it with some liq'
Raven in my DMs saying she think I got that tizz
Call myself a crybaby but I don't cry no tears
Crybaby Cash - TIZZ Lyrics
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Come on, send her to the streets
Please give me a good girl I don't want no treesh
Sell whatever for money, but I can't sell no dreams
I ain't trap in months but I'm still rapping about Ps
I been getting high, and I been in my feels
Nyko got the plug if you trying to crack a seal
Still be giving hugs to all the hoes from where I live
I wasn't ever supposed to fit in, I been different since a kid
I been trying to get in music but I been learning 'bout the biz
Two cups from the gas station and filled it with some liq'
Raven in my DMs saying she think I got that tizz
Call myself a crybaby but I don't cry no tears
It's a picture of Pinky and the Brain on my fridge
Still glad my dogs ain't never changed since we was kids
Keeping it a hundred with myself, and I keep my cool
Yeah, this bitch a pocket rocket but it fit in my shoes
Lust, drugs, and alcohol, I'm on all that shit
I'm tired of f*cking with broke hoes, I need a baller bitch
Said hit her when I make it home, but I ain't call that bitch
I've been out here trying to right my wrongs and standing all on biz
I don't wanna keep f*cking my BM, but I want some more kids
F*ck being humble for you bots, I'ma pop my shit
Been sending DMs to way more thots than I care to admit
Triple checking the tape on her box, trying to get Roddy Rich
You can call me names, but just don't call me green
Woke up heart beating, I seen murder in my dreams
Giving that hoe power, she do you dirty as she please
I done seen my partner lose his soul behind a fee
It ain't many hoes that's really a trophy you could keep
I f*ck all my hoes on the sofa like a freak
And if I'm lucky, one day I might hit a B
I been getting pudgy, all this f*cked up shit I eat
Come on, send her to the streets
Please give me a good girl I don't want no treesh
Sell whatever for money, but I can't sell no dreams
I ain't trap in months but I'm still rapping about Ps
I been getting high, and I been in my feels
Nyko got the plug if you trying to crack a seal
Still be giving hugs to all the hoes from where I live
I wasn't ever supposed to fit in, I been different since a kid
I been trying to get in music but I been learning 'bout the biz
Two cups from the gas station and filled it with some liq'
Raven in my DMs saying she think I got that tizz
Call myself a crybaby but I don't cry no tears
Please give me a good girl I don't want no treesh
Sell whatever for money, but I can't sell no dreams
I ain't trap in months but I'm still rapping about Ps
I been getting high, and I been in my feels
Nyko got the plug if you trying to crack a seal
Still be giving hugs to all the hoes from where I live
I wasn't ever supposed to fit in, I been different since a kid
I been trying to get in music but I been learning 'bout the biz
Two cups from the gas station and filled it with some liq'
Raven in my DMs saying she think I got that tizz
Call myself a crybaby but I don't cry no tears
It's a picture of Pinky and the Brain on my fridge
Still glad my dogs ain't never changed since we was kids
Keeping it a hundred with myself, and I keep my cool
Yeah, this bitch a pocket rocket but it fit in my shoes
Lust, drugs, and alcohol, I'm on all that shit
I'm tired of f*cking with broke hoes, I need a baller bitch
Said hit her when I make it home, but I ain't call that bitch
I've been out here trying to right my wrongs and standing all on biz
I don't wanna keep f*cking my BM, but I want some more kids
F*ck being humble for you bots, I'ma pop my shit
Been sending DMs to way more thots than I care to admit
Triple checking the tape on her box, trying to get Roddy Rich
You can call me names, but just don't call me green
Woke up heart beating, I seen murder in my dreams
Giving that hoe power, she do you dirty as she please
I done seen my partner lose his soul behind a fee
It ain't many hoes that's really a trophy you could keep
I f*ck all my hoes on the sofa like a freak
And if I'm lucky, one day I might hit a B
I been getting pudgy, all this f*cked up shit I eat
Come on, send her to the streets
Please give me a good girl I don't want no treesh
Sell whatever for money, but I can't sell no dreams
I ain't trap in months but I'm still rapping about Ps
I been getting high, and I been in my feels
Nyko got the plug if you trying to crack a seal
Still be giving hugs to all the hoes from where I live
I wasn't ever supposed to fit in, I been different since a kid
I been trying to get in music but I been learning 'bout the biz
Two cups from the gas station and filled it with some liq'
Raven in my DMs saying she think I got that tizz
Call myself a crybaby but I don't cry no tears
Writer: Ashton Butler
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