CashMoneyAP , Rory Fresco - Spider lyrics
[CashMoneyAP , Rory Fresco - Spider lyrics]
CashMoneyAP yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Feel like I'm a chef the way
I get this bread baked
Up in Maxfield, shopping 'til my legs ache
I won't tie the knot
But all I smoke is Wedding Cake
Chillin' with a thot
I fuck her 'til the bed break
Diamonds in my watch
It ain't no need for carrot cake
Keep on watching, you gon' catch a headache
Hunnids in my safe
I stack that money everyday
Real spider, all you niggas web based
Feel like I'm a doctor
Way I run that check up niggas been up
They talking 'bout I'm next up
Copped a Benz truck with zero payments
Westbrook
Niggas hate in private, but on my dick like
"Let’s cook"
Flex your lil' chain, it's gettin snatched
It's getting took
Back in high school, you ain't rap
You was shook now my pocket full of blues
I drop racks on my foot
And you know this shit was written
Ain't no cap in my book
I got Kansas City bitches, they attached
Then they hooked i put matte on my whip
Could relax on the hood
Bring them racks to the town
I give back to the 'hood
It was bad for a minute
Now it's back to the good
Feel like I'm a chef the way
I get this bread baked
Up in Maxfield, shopping 'til my legs ache
I won't tie the knot
But all I smoke is Wedding Cake
Chillin' with a thot
I fuck her 'til the bed break
Diamonds in my watch
It ain't no need for carrot cake
Keep on watching, you gon' catch a headache
Hunnids in my safe
I stack that money everyday
Real spider, all you niggas web based
All you niggas web based
Spent time on a plane
I'm in a different headspace
I went to the doctor
They said I see a real nigga in your X-Ray
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Feel like I'm a chef the way
I get this bread baked
Up in Maxfield, shopping 'til my legs ache
I won't tie the knot
But all I smoke is Wedding Cake
Chillin' with a thot
I fuck her 'til the bed break
Diamonds in my watch
It ain't no need for carrot cake
Keep on watching, you gon' catch a headache
Hunnids in my safe
I stack that money everyday
Real spider, all you niggas web based
Feel like I'm a doctor
Way I run that check up niggas been up
They talking 'bout I'm next up
Copped a Benz truck with zero payments
Westbrook
Niggas hate in private, but on my dick like
"Let’s cook"
Flex your lil' chain, it's gettin snatched
It's getting took
Back in high school, you ain't rap
You was shook now my pocket full of blues
I drop racks on my foot
And you know this shit was written
Ain't no cap in my book
I got Kansas City bitches, they attached
Then they hooked i put matte on my whip
Could relax on the hood
Bring them racks to the town
I give back to the 'hood
It was bad for a minute
Now it's back to the good
Feel like I'm a chef the way
I get this bread baked
Up in Maxfield, shopping 'til my legs ache
I won't tie the knot
But all I smoke is Wedding Cake
Chillin' with a thot
I fuck her 'til the bed break
Diamonds in my watch
It ain't no need for carrot cake
Keep on watching, you gon' catch a headache
Hunnids in my safe
I stack that money everyday
Real spider, all you niggas web based
All you niggas web based
Spent time on a plane
I'm in a different headspace
I went to the doctor
They said I see a real nigga in your X-Ray
Yeah, yeah