Bugs Bunny

Ready,
Set,
Go
Yeah
Hopping in her pants like I’m bugs bunny,
Hopping in the car to punch a clock to get some money,
Got her leg stretched back in the Queen-sized bed, caught a cramp got my ass shaking like a f’ing dummy,
Took her to the gym, self-conscious bout her tummy,
Stress paid bills I don’t care if you love me,
I’m thuggin’,
Shoulder-shruggin’ with the masses,
I rather attend therapy than chase y’all asses,
God damn, got the twinkle toes like daffy duck,
Fine ass girl to my side so i don’t really give a fuck,
Had to string up the kicks so i laced up the chucks,
That little boy soft you know he bout to lawyer-up,
Ain’t my fault that your heading downhill, still in tighty whities got the nuts hidden with a cup,
Got a few past due loans due, so what?
Credit, debit, nah,

Cash

Withdraw from the bank,
Wannabe gangsters shootin’ pistols filled with blanks,
I run around the rap game like a figure eight, but i make a pitstop to reassert my rank,
Bodybuilding now, finna be built like a tank,
She bending over now, i think she wanna get spank,
You better watch your mother****ing mouth like i ain’t straight, keep tempting that shit ima make your ass walk the plank,

A cold day in the 843, i think them wannabes tried to levy me with the sympathy but that’s dead to me cause i couldn’t care less if you ain’t kin to me, you’re just a lil lame, you’re not in the game, paying for likes you should be ashamed, don’t defile my name, don’t impede my fame, come correct & stay in your lane motherf*****

I got foreign car but i dont need to brag,
I got foreign girl but i don’t need to brag,
Shoutout to my homeboys who really take care of their girls & don’t view them as a little piece of ass,
Fraud on the checking, so i couldn’t pay gas,
Not feeling school, probably why i cut class,
Don’t let Rockin’ Robin hear that shit cause if she do she gonna mow my backside like grass,
Who said a motherf***** can’t switch up the flow,
I’ll dance naked in my room, i don’t need a lit show,
I think they wanting some more,
So i ask to be sure,
Then i switch up my pace to show off & promote,
Whatever floats your boat,
Something stuck in your throat?
Like IT ima ask you if you wanna float,
You’re not harder than me, so there’s no need to gloat,
Hold on lemme say it slow,
Old car paid off ain’t stressing bout a bill,
Rappers drop garbage they probably need a landfill,
Like the last supper this gone be your last meal,
So don’t squeal when i get a f’ing record deal,
She like baby blue, i don’t want ocean teal,
She want that Jada & will so she can know our love real,
Lonna know i got her long as she do right, for that little girl I’ll f***ing kill,

I hippity hop to the prop shop, i wipe the soft tears with a hard mop, i don’t pay speeding tickets f*** cops, im forever on my grind nonstop, unlike Draymond Green i don’t flop,
Run this shit back cause it’s a bop, sitting up till 12 a.m. cause like the ball in New York I’m bout to drop

Just park the whip cause I’m running to the cash,
Gone in an instant, must’ve been a hot flash,
Sometimes i gotta put the crocs in sports mode i haul ass & then i hit the dash,
My pockets laughing i think my money funny,
I’m bound to one girl , i don’t need all these honeys,
Ima finish this song, go pick her up & hop in her pants like bugs bunny,
Yeah