Lyrics

Uh (Herb made this beat) Lil Kayla, what up? Look, tell these hoes when they speak to get they facts straight You the type of bitch to bust a date on Backpage While you was doin' all this talkin', not a stack made, bitch Surround yourself with road runners, not them rats, man (period) Hoes be tryna drag my name and I ain't havin' it with 'em 'Cause every time I drop a song, you bitches slappin' it, ah If the baggy lookin' firm, then I'm grabbin' it, ah If the police get behind me then I'm slappin' it And I don't fuck around with that fake ass shit 'Cause one thing about me, I'm not no fake-ass bitch I put my ten toes on it if I say that shit And if my song come on, I'ma shake that shit One time for my bitches who be running that check One time for the niggas who be giving that neck I don't do that jail shit, so don't call me collect Hold on, these bitches can't breathe, I got my foot on they neck I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) Yeah, I said I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) Yeah, I said I'm back on that shit Talk slick, get hit, bitch, I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) Yeah, I said I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) Yeah, I said I'm back on that shit Talk slick, get hit, bitch, I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) Ayy, look, I just dropped a bag on these cleats Bitch, I'm in the hair shop every week My nails stay done and this pussy stay fleek Clown hoes always tryna point a flaw about me But look, I'm finna start poppin' hoes in they mouth For real, these bitches do anything for some clout But sis got a play and so you know that we en route And ain't no pussy in me, bitch If it's a problem, I pop out, for real Your nigga be on fleek to be honest But bitch, I don't want your nigga and I promise Hoes ain't on my level, so I swear that I ain't bothered And the CDC hittin', all my bundles came from China, bitch Lil' bitches goin' out bad, always bag watchin', damn I been gave you the nigga, you still stalkin' on the 'Gram? And you ain't no hardbody bitch, you really is a fan And if I had the nigga once, then I can have his ass again, huh? I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) Yeah, I said I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) Yeah, I said I'm back on that shit Talk slick, get hit, bitch, I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) Yeah, I said I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) Yeah, I said I'm back on that shit Talk slick, get hit, bitch, I'm back on that shit (I'm back on that shit) I'm not no fake ass bitch Facts, nah Bitch, I'm back on that shit Lil Kayla, what's up? Bitch, I'm back on that shit
Writer(s): Herbert W Kinchen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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