Akup - LoveRance, Tyga, Problem

Waste money 'fore I waste my time

Keep a bad bitch on my line

Real buzz, let me talk my shit

Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick

And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup

Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup

Big dog rolling on campus

Picture me rolling in the city, here’s my canvas

Pull over bad bitches to my right side

Niggas they be tripping cause I’m fucking with their bitches, shit

Didn’t even rhyme, but it sound good

She said she wanted a Baller, I give her hard wood

West side, baby, yeah Nor Cal

Didn’t bring the bay back, I just knock the doors down

Wait, my nigga, what you tripping for?

Fuck these hoes, get the dough

Stack your money, make the shit flip

Don’t get caught up in your whip with an ugly bitch

Alright, train me like Eddy

Fuck this, I’m a pedi

Got them bitches crazy, call me Tom Petty

Grab her hips, tell her keep that ass steady

What that mouth do?

Show me, girl, don’t tell me

Waste money 'fore I waste my time

Keep a bad bitch on my line

Real buzz, let me talk my shit

Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick

And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup

Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup

Tell a broke nigga back up

I’m cashed up, tatted up, nigga, and I’m strapped up

Two-seater, bitches gotta lap up

Arm out the window, Audemar, throw my hat up, akup

Fucka, wonder why them bitches don’t trust us

Pussy coming in, I’mma need more rubbers

Your bitch love us, she lick dick under covers

Take cover, leave nut on the tongue

I like them bitches in the valley

Working at that Bally’s, porn star Valery

Nice to meet ya, she like the D

I like to be, we fuck like once a week

Once she get the akup, bitch, pack up

Turn around, count the money, watch the shit add up

Turn around, get another bitch that’s badder

Ass fatter, then I fuck her faster, nigga

Waste money 'fore I waste my time

Keep a bad bitch on my line

Real buzz, let me talk my shit

Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick

And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup

Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup

Bad bitches on my line, call it call waiting

Niggas waiting on the sideline, they be hating

Four bitches in my whip, I’m a?

limo dating?

All black car, reminds me of a nigga?

Skady?

And I run my set like a relay

When a nigga play my song, send a bottle to the DJ

I’d rather kill her, I rather fuck your bitch, nigga

You at home, I’m on the road, getting rich nigga

Enough of that shit, let me get back to the women

‘cause it’s thick in this bitch, I’m liking what I see

Give me more bottles, I’m trying to get drunk

Wake up tomorrow, roll to my right, ask who the fuck is you?

Please don’t tell me what we do

Pound you, round two, high class bitch

But best believe I’ll ground you

Walk of shame, baby, let my homies clown you

Bitch!

Waste money 'fore I waste my time

Keep a bad bitch on my line

Real buzz, let me talk my shit

Quit playing, girl, hop on this dick

And akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup

Akup, akup, akup, akup, akup, akup