SADDLE UP

[Intro]
Yo
I'm playing the guitar, I'm playing the...
Yeah
Uh

[Chorus]
You know for money I saddle up
It's 'bout my team I'ma saddle up
Gun on my seat, let's ride
Check my receipts, boy they adding up
You niggas ain't wanted it bad enough
If it's 'bout money I saddle up
Gun on my seat, let's ride
If it's 'bout my team I'ma saddle up

[Verse 1]
Ayy
You a proud tiny home owner
I recline on sacks, comfy on my back
You gotta relax, G, you always looking stressed out
Hairline thinning
All my bitches getting stretched out from dick that I give 'em
Hunnid after hunnid after hunnid off the laptop
This bitch cheap as hell, I get freaky with the scale
Niggas thinking we Adele, disappearing all the weight
Lift my pinky, leave a rich nigga stinky in his Wraith
Genji, cut the cake
We stingy with the freebies, blowing jelly out the GT, guy
My watch look like CGI
Wrist on Pixar, Star Wars, bitch please

[Chorus]
You know for money I saddle up
It's 'bout my team I'ma saddle up
Gun on my seat, let's ride
Check my receipts, boy they adding up
You niggas ain't wanted it bad enough
If it's 'bout money I saddle up
Gun on my seat, let's ride
If it's 'bout my team I'ma saddle up

[Verse 2]
We don't like you 'cause you switch sides
Say you stacking but you just lie
Heard you rapping but you didn't sign
Heard a guy in your crew just died
My condolences
But that nigga was tripping, he riding in stolen whips
That shit wasn't his
When they brought me that shit, I was already over it
I ain't even mad
One thing I'ma do is find me a bag
Whether I gotta go rhyme me a bag, cry me a bag
If I gotta go design me a bag, I'ma get it
Guarantee it
Heron Preston with the Gore-Tex in a Scat Pack sippin’ Joel Gott
Said you're balling but we know you're not
But in actuality, you owe a lot
I'm on oil fields, you on road blocks
You a lame nigga playing Roblox
Boy stop
Been through thangs that'll make you wanna curl up
But I saddle up like Westworld for the paper cuts

[Chorus]
You know for money I saddle up
It's 'bout my team I'ma saddle up
Gun on my seat, let's ride
Check my receipts, boy they adding up
You niggas ain't wanted it bad enough
If it's 'bout money I saddle up
Gun on my seat, let's ride
If it's 'bout my team I'ma saddle up
Saddle up
Saddle up
Saddle up
Let's ride
Saddle up

[Outro]
(promo by Stone Cold Steve Austin)
We're gonna go out here and we're gonna disrespect
We're gonna disrespect (Crowd: WHAT!?)
We're gonna disrespect all over the dead man's ass
So read my lips
I said D. I . (WHAT!?) S . (WHAT!?) R . (WHAT!?) E . (WHAT!?) S . (WHAT!?) P . (WHAT!?) E . (WHAT!?) C . (WHAT!?) T . (WHAT!?)
Ain't that how you spell disrespect?
Well, that's what the hell's gonna happen tonight