Chris Brown - Theraflu lyrics

My bank account, tellin me to calm down The billboards tellin me to climb down Ha, n***as pillow talkin, let me find out Could give a f** about later b**h Im on now Ha, you know the shine is what I do though b**h, you know Im flexin I bought a necklace and a 2 do Monday in the Rolly, Tuesday in the Hublot RnB k**in rap n***as, thats just what I do though These n***as is lame, they always complain and doin the same sh** Get all up on twitter, tryna get followers, s**in the same dick Im tired of these n***as, tired of arguin over the same b**h n***as funny like comics, Im wealthy n***a, I aint rich My sh** be up in galleries, a million when I paint b**h Pop records bought me this Ferrari, thats a lane switch Switch it up on you n***as watch my number change Grown up on you n***as, yeah my number changed Hit-boy, all these rappers wasting beats I bought all my clique toys, aint no n***as wasting heat Yeah I cop that big noise, aka Im TNT I blow that sh** up, get up Cause boy you cant get rid of Dont f** with my old b**h, its like a bad fur Every industry n***a done had her Trick or treat like a pumpkin just to smash her b**hes breaking codes, but Im the pa**word Now its time for young n***as to shut down sh** If you yappin in the club then you surrounded They say he trippin, on some greyhound sh** He didnt listen, now he listening to the ground b**h Put him out, hes sleepin With all the sneakers on his chest, he barely breathin Like its lights out, he took a beatin Hand on his chest, holding his heart, pledge of allegiance Damn, his b**h cold, need a Theraflu Took em shopping, bought em 1500 pair of shoes Ha, Theraflu Im a cold a** n***a, f** you!