THat Part

Album: Blank Face (2016)
Charted: 40
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  • Me no conversate with the fake, that part
    All my bitches independent bitches, that part
    I just want the paper, that part
    All my bitches flavored
    That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy

    That part
    Bang this shit in the hood one time
    Lil' bitch, I'm back and poppin'
    Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options
    Broke? then fix your pockets, all I do is profit

    Quarter million, switchin' lanes, that part
    Bet my bitch move the same old thing, that part
    405 with the gun off safety, that part
    A.M., still tryna make that play
    Rich or poor nigga, pick your fate
    Style on top of style, nigga
    Five years I've been rich, nigga
    Drove Bimmers down Fig, nigga
    Pushed Porsches down Broadway
    I've been divin' in different hoes, nigga
    Got a chain that's worth the Rolls, nigga
    Got an engine back with the top in it
    Nigga drivin' it like it's a bomb in it, uh

    Me no conversate with the fake, that part
    All my bitches independent bitches, that part
    I just want the paper, that part
    All my bitches flavored (yeah, uh)
    That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy

    Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay (that part)
    Beggars can't be choosers, bitch, this ain't Chipotle
    Nigga with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea
    Walkin', livin' legend, man, I feel like Kobe (Kobe)
    I just left the strip club, got some glitter on me
    Wifey gonna kill me, she the female OJ
    Y'all don't feel me, man, this ain't okay
    Four Seasons, take a shower, new clothes, I'm reloaded
    Rich nigga, still eatin' catfish
    That bitch ain't really bad, that's a catfish
    If I walk up out of Saks Fifth
    Have the paparazzi doin' backflips, yeah
    If I lay you down on the mattress
    Blow the back out 'til you backless
    Think we already established
    She just got 'em done, bra-strapless, yeah
    Okay, okay, okay, okay (that part)
    Beggars can't be choosers, bitch, this ain't Chipotle (that part)
    Nigga with an attitude, I feel like O'Shea (that part)
    Walkin', livin' legend, man, I feel like Kobe (that part)

    Me no conversate with the fake, that part
    All my bitches independent bitches, that part
    I just want the paper, that part
    All my bitches flavored
    That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy

    That part
    Bang this shit in the hood one time
    Lil' bitch, I'm back and poppin'
    Tell that ugly bitch to move away, I need more options
    Broke? then fix your pockets, all I do is profit

    Few million made and still ain't changed, that part
    Me and my girl got matchin' bling, that part
    I'ma get so blowed, I'ma lose my brain, that part
    Me and XO only thing go straight
    Need me a bitch that'll go both ways
    Style on top of style, nigga
    Since a youngin' I wanted to ball, nigga
    Had a pistol in my drawers, nigga
    When I was broke, I had the sauce, nigga
    Got a Chevy with side to side on it
    Hundred spokes, the Dana Danes on it
    Got a chopper that stand at 5'2"
    I put your homies right down beside you, uh

    Me no conversate with the fake, that part
    All my bitches independent bitches, that part
    I just want the paper, that part
    All my bitches flavored
    That part, that part, that part, that part, ayy
    That part
    That part
    That part

    Walkin', livin' legend, man, I feel like Kobe (that part)
    I just dropped sixty, man, I feel like Kobe
    Lamar was with me, man, I feel like Kobe
    Pippen at my wedding, man, I feel like Jordan
    Trippin' at my wedding, I be raa-uh-ayy
    Ain't say shit, nigga
    You was listenin' close though
    You was listenin' to hoes though
    You wouldn't listen to the flow though
    Listen to the G.O.A.T.
    Lunch line, young nigga from the 'Go, though
    I'ma freestyle this mothafucka, who knew?
    When I'm with my niggas, nigga, ScHoolboy Q
    And, uh, Top Dawg, call bro dawg
    Get that nigga on the phone
    Top Dawg on the phone
    Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
    Ha Writer/s: Brock Korsan, Cydell Charles Young, Daveon Jackson, Kanye West, Kevin Gomringer, Mark Anthony Spears, Noah D. Goldstein, Quincy Matthew Hanley, Ronald Latour, Tom Gomringer
    Publisher: AUSTRO-MECHANA GMBH, BAILER MUSIC PUBLISHING, BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
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