Spending Spree Lyrics

Spending Spree Lyrics

[Veeze:]
Crazy Mike (Yeah)

[Babyface Ray:]
You starvin', I get this sh*t regardless, I'm tellin' you
I'm busy, b**ch, can't fit you in my schedule, I want revenue
All in NYC, I'm at Saks Fifth Avenue
f**k it, cut her off, I send her out, she like, "I'm mad at you" (Nah)
Suites and courtside seats, players tryna meet
I'm livin' right now, but I got youngins who'll die for me (Yeah)
Get my hands dirty, make it right, this sh*t powdery (Woo)
Talkin' slick, have my niggas blitz, f**k apologies (Woo)
You gon' give me honesty or you gon' lie to me?
All that love I had for her, a ratchet sucked it out me (She nasty)
b**ch, calm down before I block you, know I'm living drama-free
The empire built like Roc-A-Fella, I ain't tryna link

[Veeze:]
I got thots and I got bands, b**ches throwin' twat on me
I can't talk until I sip my syrup, you gotta pardon me
I just ran up like a buck and a half in Dior joggin' sneaks
My young niggas scam the world so much, f**ked up the economy (Ayy)
I'm too slick, wanna keep your b**ch? Then keep her from 'round lil' Veeze (Aha)
I ain't sh*t, but pour the syrup so thick, like, I don't wanna sneak it (Who?)
Who the f**k all these f**kin' Wavy Navy wanna-bes? (Who they wanna be?)
I got hitters like raccoons, you least expect it, they gon' be on your street (Bah, bah)
Cop a bean? I got a pill for you, ain't you tryna geek? (Yeah)
Rip the seal, pour the sh*t, so dark look like it's coffee drippin'
Feel like Steph, I'm 'bout to f**k her friend, I'm bout to hit the three (Swish)
f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree

Yeah (Yeah)
I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Stupid-ass youngin
I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree

[Babyface Ray:]
I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life and went on a spending spree
That lil' nigga from the six, he doing fab just like I'm Emily (Facts)
Ayy, it was love, but that sh*t get you killed, so ain't no sympathy
Xanny, lean, f**k her, then forget her, fraud the remedy (Xanny, lean)
You little niggas be killin' me, rent so much can't cop some Louis
Audemars got me ridin' clean, but I'm not talkin' Rucci (Audermars)
f**k a ho, put my cup down, no, f**k it, call me Tunechi
I want more, right now I'm on go f**kin' all the groupies
Front door action, walk right out the back, he call, I'm like, "Who this?" (Yeah)
I know niggas, they done did a lot, boy, but you won't do this (Yeah)
Got that sh*t to glow, nah, for sure, b**ch, don't be stupid (Got that sh*t)
Got it for the low, fifty more dressin' up my hooptie (Yeah, smoke)

[Veeze:]
I ain't gotta fly with no ho, they be always choosy
That lil' nigga broke, he a joke, on some Paul Mooney (Slatt)
f**king niggas wife, out of town, I ain't honeymooning (Huh?)
Poured up so much mud, moving slow like Paul Wall music
Bro been acting scared to fly 'em back, man, f**k it, I'll do it
Knew you still a kid, can't soak my game because I child-proofed it
Babyface my twin, if he don't trust you, then I gotta shoot you
Even though I dress just like a model, I'm no role model, boo
I'm scopin' through the crowd to see the baddest b**ch, I'm way too picky
They walked me through the back, we seen the chef before we seen security
Call Amir, they owe me a free shot, I damn near spent a milli' (Yeah)
b**ches hittin' they knees, they cappin', nigga, they know what time it is
Paint the car with Bennies, b**ches steppin' on George Washingtons
All my money ain't clean, I'm tryin' my best to try to wash the sh*t
Oh, you wanna dress like me? You gotta cop before they drop the sh*t
Goin' inside of Prada for regular tees, that's how proud I'm is

f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree
Yeah
I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree
Stupid-ass youngin

I done f**ked around, blew what you had in your life in just one spending spree