[Intro] ‘Bout time
Big Money
Big Song
We got London On Da Track
[Chorus] These b**hes on me
b**hes on me
I can’t trust you I got traded by my homies
If it ain’t money, it ain’t for me
If you play around wit my family, it’ll get ugly
Say you loyal but you lying to my face
I can’t see you all this money in the way
These b**hes on me
b**hes on me
I can’t trust you I got traded by my homies
[Verse 1] I say f** them hoes, f** em all f** em all
I ain’t cuffin no, cut em off cut em off
f** twelve, f** the law f** the law
Shawty low, done it all done it all
You broke, right
The hoe life
Woah, right
Roll the f**ing dice
Never sold one
You don’t know the coat price
Bust a [?] I know what i’m doing
Wish you would, wish a n***a would
Count the money, recount it
On the block, posted up rebounding
I want a streets family
Your n***a be about it
These n***as only
These b**hes on me
[Chorus] These b**hes on me
b**hes on me
I can’t trust you I got traded by my homies
If it ain’t money, it ain’t for me
If you play around wit my family, it’ll get ugly
Say you loyal but you lying to my face
I can’t see you all this money in the way
These b**hes on me
b**hes on me
I can’t trust you I got traded by my homies
[Verse 2] Switchin sides, that ain’t cool
Get a life, cause that ain’t you yea yea
Lately, I been f**in hoes without [?] No no no she ain’t a dime that’s a eight piece
Dressed in all black look like Beijing
You know you can’t play me I don’t play [?] Traded to the other team n***a stay there
n***as need me, I know I don’t need no move
b**h n***as, they Bobby Valentino hoes
They been f**ing to the max
I been rolling up these stacks
I got London on da track
[Chorus] These b**hes on me
b**hes on me
I can’t trust you I got traded by my homies
If it ain’t money, it ain’t for me
If you play around wit my family, it’ll get ugly
Say you loyal but you lying to my face
I can’t see you all this money in the way
These b**hes on me
b**hes on me
I can’t trust you I got traded by my homies