Pay Me - Polyester the Saint, Sir Michael Rocks, Zeke

Your boy P make the game look so easy

I’m in the cut

Pulling stunts

With my little east thing

We up the coast

Getting toast off the Pino Greezy

You won’t see me 'less I see you

And now I’m leaving

I never bluff

Little cuddy

We act the same

I’m in the league with the G’s

I came to play

You said this and did that

Now you fade away

You skip over the truth

Just to stay

I’m in L. A

Where everyday is like a vacay

I’m feeling cool

My dude don’t care what a hater say

I’m in a 'maro coupe

Yeah, my day to day

I stay sucker proof

With my pockets paid

Eating lobster and shrimp

Passing Chardonnay

It ain’t hard for a pimp to make a broad stay

I don’t know how to simp

You better pause, baby

I’m into getting paper

And it’s time to pay me

Nothing in the world free

Don’t be coming with your hands out

Especially 'round me

I’mma show up on time

With a lot on my mind

So if you hit my line

I ain’t doing it for nothing

Ooh, you better pay me

I need my payment up front

(Ooh, you better pay me)

It’s cash only

Large bills, thank you

Banco

I’m in Denver, Colorado shipping hella weed

Cause if I drive home with it, it’s a felony

She telling me her girl name Melanie

Eat, sleep, and drink Banco

And she thinking about inhaling me (yeah)

I said I’m cool on that goof troup shit

You should praise and salute

We the new clique (we the new clique)

Sell it to you for the 4−5

If I get mine for the 2−6

Which way did your girl go

Getting on the phone

Man, I’m trying to get a guaranteed night night

I put my hands on the pussy

Then type write

The flight attendant making sure I have a nice flight

And now she fluffing my pillows

And steady pouring me liquor

And I was going to tip her

And then she point to the bathroom

Told me go in there with her

So I did

She know she got to pay for the kid, though

Banco