In da Condo - FBG Duck, Rooga

You ain’t talkin' money, that’s the end of the convo

Three bitches givin' sloppy, toppy in the condo

I done speed it up a little bit, I was movin' so slow

Lately, I’ve been gettin' a lot of attention from my old hoes

One thing them bitches don’t know is I don’t want 'em no mo'

I can’t fall for that, that’s a no-go

I’ma tell you how it is, I ain’t gon' speak in no code

Finger-fuck that motherfuckin' money 'till my thumb sore

You ain’t talkin' money, that’s the end of the convo

Three bitches givin' sloppy, toppy in the condo

Three bitches givin' sloppy, toppy in the condo

Three bitches givin' sloppy, toppy in the condo

Bitches on my dick because I got a little chain on

Thirsty ass bitches wanna hang around the gang now

Crazy, huh?

Bitches wasn’t fuckin' with us when we was down

They didn’t believe in us, but I bet they believe us

Thank God I got rid of all my old bitches

Hell nah, would never fuck with those bitches

I can’t never fuck with no mo' broke bitches

No mo' open heart, and my shit closed, bitches

I just got a check and then I ran

I ain’t never goin' broke again

Lately, I’m treatin' bitches like they fans

I won’t even hold a bitch hand

Three bitches givin' sloppy, toppy in the condo

Three bitches givin' sloppy, toppy in the condo

I got three bad bitches in a loft

With my feet laid back like I’m a boss

To these hoes, I might lie to them all

And these hoes turn to dykes when they off, yeah

I just ran into my ex-bitch

For some reason, she look like the next bitch

After I fuck, I’ma hit the exit

'Cause I ain’t tryna send the wrong message (Oh, no!)

All up in your feelings, you can leave it

Tryna spoose my mind, steady showin' me your cleavage

And you don’t call my phone, bitch, I text you when I need it

And I need advice on love, bitch, you can keep it, yeah

Three bitches givin' sloppy, toppy in the condo

Three bitches givin' sloppy, toppy in the condo