What I Wanna Do

You dont got enough cheese boy fuck wrong with you

You ain't no street nigga can't make no song with you

Boy that ain't yo cheese it dont belong to you

I got so much money I do what I wanna do

Wanna do, do what I wanna do

I got so much money I do what I wanna do

What I wanna do, what I wanna do

How many cars should I buy? Tell me 1 or 2

Got 30 boppers, power pills, codeine, and that ganja

And I dont do that molly, give that shit to Blood Money

And we dont love these bitches we just fuck them and dump them

And boy dont test me your best bet trying Obama

I pull up in that Rari screaming boy fuck your Hyundai

And I ain't gonna stop til Beyonce my fiance

Im flexin on these bitches all gold bottles no Bombay

Take 50 thousand dollars, Ill run through it in one day

Im a glo boy I be shining from my wrist to my gold teeth

And you better be talkin money when you approach me

I been ballin so damn hard I swear I think that im Kobe

You say I ain't getting money pussy boy you dont know me