7 days a week - 310babii lyrics
[intro]
(loafy mann!)
(yeah, you turnt, pj)
alright
yeah
[chorus]
why you talkin’ on me, baby? you just want me, huh?
you told my b*tch that i’ma cheat, that’s ’cause he lonely, huh?
b*tch, you sad, you depressed
your n*gga broke, see, i see why you stressed
[verse]
mind your business, i’m a rich n*gga with a bad b*tch
i’m out here buyin’ bags, b*tch, you wish you had this
if money don’t buy happiness, i’ma be mad rich
‘member i ain’t have sh*t, but now i got mad sh*t
like i’m from london
my n*gga jim bringin’ them bags, keep ’em comin’
no, i ain’t signed to no major, still stuntin’
b*tch, i’m locked in
it ain’t no joke, got seven days a week, n*gga, we ain’t goin’ broke
shh
n*ggas f*cked up givin’ seven days a week
bad b*tch, she a vegan, still eatin’ meat
you talkin’ sh*t behind my back, but she still еatin’ me
yeah, i’m in the group chat, i know
you said this, you said that, i know
gеt out my business
i know, haha
hoes worry ’bout me, need to worry ’bout that n*gga
n*ggas worried ’bout me, need to worry about that b*tch
yeah, they say i put it on, they ain’t seen this stick
i’m one of one, what i’m doin’ you ain’t seen yet
know what i got, i ain’t gotta show it, what you mean flex?
maybach truck, i’ma lean back
bad hoes in my dm sayin’ need that
most of these hoes be thirsty, trust me, i don’t read that
i like a certain type of girl
i like a certain type of b*tch, i like a certain type of thick
i like a certain type of rich
you know?
like it’s a different type of rich that i like
i be fivi, excuse what i say
i got the fly sh*t, b*tch, i’m rockin’ bape
i got a ho in minnesota twerkin’ all day
it’s like your b*tch my sh*t, ’cause she do what i say
yeah, like i’ma just let the beat talk
(what i say, do what i say)
(do what i say)
(it’s like your b*tch my sh*t, ’cause she do what i say)
[chorus]
why you talkin’ on me, baby? you just want me, huh?
you told my b*tch that i’ma cheat, that’s ’cause he lonely, huh?
b*tch, you sad, you depressed
your n*gga broke, see, i see why you stressed
[outro]
your n*gga broke, see, i see why you stressed
if i throw these hundreds up, i’ma make a mess
ooh, i got somethin’ to pop sh*t, i say
n*gga broke, ooh
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