Letra

Grrah (grrah) Grrah (grrah) (Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT) Like, grrah, keep it a stack - Move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands They be chattin', I don't give a - And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - Slow, so I give 'em a pass Like, grrah, keep it a stack - Move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands They be chattin', I don't give a - And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - Slow, so I give 'em a pass And I just fell in love wit' a gangsta (like) So he put my name in a tatt' But I don't let him come to the crib (grrah) So we get it on where we at (grrah) Nowadays, I be duckin' them cameras And they hype that I'm up on them banners Callin' my phone, but they know I don't answer (why?) In the hood, I'm like Princess Diana (grrah) I'm thick 'cause I be eatin' oats (huh?) - Not takin' - from me but notes Wanna be me, so she do my emotes And my name in her mouth, so I bet she gon' choke To her man, l'm the girl of his dreams Thinkin' 'bout me when he brushin' his teeth He keep textin', I leave him on seen Hottest - out and they know what I mean (know what I mean) Like, grrah, keep it a stack - Move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands They be chattin', I don't give a - And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - Slow, so I give 'em a pass Like, grrah, keep it a stack - Move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands They be chattin', I don't give a - And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - Slow, so I give 'em a pass Lookin' at me like, "Who bigger than she?" (Who?) I'm the one who they wishin' to be Takin' my time 'cause I don't wanna bait If you makin' your plate, then I already ate (grrah) One book a flight and go chill in Tulum Turnin' heads when I walk in the room (like) I know he want me, his - is a lame And she make in a year what I spend on a chain (spend on my chain, grrah) Makin' it rain (makin' it rain) Doin' my thing (like) And I'm young, still gettin' money My pockets is chubby, nothin' was the same (huh?) Takin' your boo (takin' your boo) Makin' it move Like, flexin' on - and - addictive Feenin' for me like they usually do (usually do) Like, grrah, keep it a stack - Move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands They be chattin', I don't give a - And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - Slow, so I give 'em a pass Like, grrah, keep it a stack - Move Wock' 'cause they know I got bands They be chattin', I don't give a - And I'm still gettin' money, I know who I am (grrah) Tryna be low, he gon' hit up my 'Gram (grrah) If he smart, he gon' act like a fan Thinkin' you bigger, they got ya head gassed (grrah) - Slow, so I give 'em a pass
Writer(s): Ephrem Louis Lopez Jr, Isis Naija Gaston Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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