Lyrics

All these motherfuckers tryna stress me out You can't even get up on the guest list, wow We can sip Bacardi, bitch, I like that, strike that We can we sip the Henny on the flight back Murakami, tatted on me Flower pedals on my back You just copped a brand new 'Rari It's a rental, take it back Ooh, why you gotta hit me with the fucking attitude? Where'd you learn your manners, bitch? That shit is fucking rude What's up? What's up? Miss me with that dumb shit I party with models, you can't get into the function One, two, three, whatcha hating for? Leave that bullshit at the door All these motherfuckers tryna stress me out You can't even get up on the guest list, wow We can sip Bacardi, bitch, I like that, strike that We can sip the Henny on the flight back Stress me, stress me out Stress me, stress me out Stress me, stress me out All these motherfuckers tryna stress me out Your net worth, I got it on me $50K just for the bag, three milli' from DSPs I'm Eloise, Plaza, my pad Ooh, why gotta hit me with the fucking attitude? Where'd you learn your manners, bitch? That shit is fucking rude What's up? What's up? Miss me with that dumb shit I party with models, you can't get into the function One, two, three, whatcha hating for? Leave that bullshit at the door All these motherfuckers tryna stress me out You can't even get up on the guest list, wow We can sip Bacardi, bitch, I like that, strike that We can sip the Henny on the flight back Stress me, stress me out Stress me, stress me out Stress me, stress me out All these motherfuckers wanna stress me out Stress me, stress me out Stress me, stress me out Stress me, stress me out All these motherfuckers wanna stress me out
Writer(s): Michael William Turner, R.l. Deaux Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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