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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jemimah Kanyion
Songwriter
Texty
Yeah
Been a dime so why wouldn't you apply pressure
Boy what's the deal
Last time I checked you ain't money so why would I chase you Bffr
Say that you got all this drip and you super slime
But I don't even see no spill
Turning me up knowing that you don't wanna get started Bffr
Bffr
Bffr
Say that your him but ain't tryna come out of your pockets
You ain't got no bills
I'll get me a trick
If you ain't gonna do what I want
I bet you he will
Gave bitches chances to get their shit all together my spot couldn't be filled
Look at me now I'm so sublime and I bet ya
They can lie on they dick but they can't lie on they're wallet
If I say I want a bag don't slow nigga cop it
Lowkey as a G but bitch I'm still the hot topic
Yeahh
Yves Saint Laurent
Ice spice I'm a baddie I get what I want
Crush up a bitch I'll put her in a blunt
Just Pour me a double I flip shit and do my own stunts
You know it's easy peasy
Why would I follow a trend when I started it
Keep my shit clean and squeaky all on my body he tryna get into that
Didn't you know
I keep it on lock no parole
Mad that I'm lit it's outta my control
Got an entourage on me everywhere I go
Bloody bitch and I got like 7 different flows
Been a dime so why wouldn't you apply pressure
Boy what's the deal
Last time I checked you ain't money so why would I chase you Bffr
Say that you got all this drip and you super slime
But I don't even see no spill
Turning me up knowing that you don't wanna get started Bffr
Bffr
Bffr
Say that your him but ain't tryna come out of your pockets
You ain't got no bills
I'll get me a trick
If you ain't gonna do what I want I bet you he will
Gave bitches chances to get their shit all together my spot couldn't be filled
Just cause you got me some shit don't mean that you're getting access
You need to be for real
Nah I can't put inside of my pic
And I don't give a fuck if you bought the meal
Sending emoji's your competitions on the line and he's copping a Richard Mille
I ain't a material girl
But I ain't the one that's gonna stay down and hustle with you
Just telling the truth
Never settle rather be lonely
Sit on the top and I shine like a trophy
Gunna toast to the good life koffee
Knew I was the shit from the first time you approached me
Been a dime so why wouldn't you apply pressure
Boy what's the deal
Last time I checked you ain't money so why would I chase you Bffr
Say that you got all this drip and you super slime
But I don't even see no spill
Turning me up knowing that you don't wanna get started Bffr
Bffr
Bffr
Say that your him but ain't tryna come out of your pockets
You ain't got no bills
I'll get me a trick
If you ain't gonna do what I want
I bet you he will
Gave bitches chances to get their shit all together my spot couldn't be filled
Writer(s): Jemimah Kanyion, Semih Kurt
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