Lyrics (Interlude) - Dave B.

(Interlude)

Yeah, nigga, fuck them kids
I wanna be like Mike too
I want the bad news first
I’m late on last years drop
I hoped the past stayed there
I know that cash rules all
Save me a plate when it’s ready
I’ma be late pullin' up
Y’all don’t want no kind of issue
We just want eat past the clock
Love me forever, long as it’s convenient
No problem, I get it
I’ve done it
Just got the side that you wanted
If you don’t work, it ain’t comin'
I’ma get up, depend how I’m feelin'
Niggas move goofy like Maximilian
Last night I dreamt that I had a billion
Spent it on me, nigga, fuck them children (Fuck them kids)
Product of world that I live in
Trouble when papi in kitchen
That nigga Jordan, I’m Jordan (Swish)
Yeah, it’s really fuck all them children
I haven’t rapped in a minute
Label turned niggas to bitches
They told you to change up your image
Postin' more pics than these bitches
Soon as I drop, we all winnin'
Knowin' me, that might be winter
You must not know enough winners
Bruh got you payin' for dinner
You gave some bread to a pigeon
I just pulled up with a flock
She know I ain’t got no riches
David just good with the —
Save me a plate when it’s ready
I’ma be late pullin' up
Save me a plate when it’s ready
I’ma be late pullin' up
Save me a plate when it’s ready
I’ma be late pullin' up
Save me a plate when it’s ready
I’ma be late pullin' up