Lyrics
You been Rocking
That style The last three years bitch
Try something new Sis
It is apparent that
I am A nusense
Not-like You gon do shit
Takin' your shots
But wheeere is you aimen
Come for me
They might just find
Your as brainless
Keep me a strap
My nigga so say less
You want the clout I
Get Money
Different worlds alien
All Yawl Cats know my name and ishhhh
That's why y'all be saying It
Is she coming or going
Slang dope or she hoeing
Which car is she driven I think she Samoan
Stack up like I act up
Nun but fact bruh
Why your bitch so obsessed
With my ass huh
Is it because
That thang move when I walk
Or is it the way that my booty
Poke out Spend them
Bands on me
I might make it clap
My money is flowing
Your money a drought
Give me A beat and I'll beat that hoe
Down
Like a fake ass lil hoe
Trying hang on my blocc
Come Through
With the silencer
Won't make a sound
Wet and paralyzed how you'll be found
Tu saves Nintendo
No game cube
Nintendo
Knock it out like
Like avengers
Until She surrender
They really can't stand me
But can't live without me
She heard my
New music And instantly Start shouting
Came in this bitch And
Still Holding it down
Bask in the light When u see me
Come Round
My aura enlightening
Like Jesus himself
Bad lil bitch
I be giving em hell
Go off On the trAck and
I don't Need no Help
Ellas me odian
Pero tengo denero
Writer(s): Rickie Allmon
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