Paroles

Oh, yeah Uh (Malibu baby you know we can get it popping), yeah Big dumb, big dumb, big dumb (and if the beat you know Lil Ju made it) Truth is, bitches still be tripping over my last nigga Out of season bitches, putting on what I had on last winter Truth is, bitches twice my age with half my bag PSA to all these weak ass hoes, kiss my ass Fox fur dragging on the floor, I bring the drama (drama) Fendy down on the downfield like Monet Sahada (yeah) I don't even post niggas on my page, is she still checking? Put me on the island, I get eight like he meal prepping Thumbing through wood, check I swear these bands got me bragging different Fly me out the country, make my titties and my ass different Diamonds acrobatic on my neck, they be backflipping Bitches think they batter but they fraud they be catfishing Beating round the bush all that bully shit is a gimmick (gimmick) Don't trip because if I decide to diss I'll be specifi (yeah) I've been counting up this cash for hours, my money long (long) I don't need to be a princess (what?) I would rather be The Don (The Don) Truth is, bitches still be tripping over my last nigga (yeah) Out of season bitches, putting on what I had on last winter Truth is, bitches twice my age with half my bag (bag) PSA to all these weak ass hoes, kiss my ass Speaking on my name thinking I'm playing this ain't that (nah) I'm paid I don't get checked, I get cheques, ain't no tax I go plan them in my hook, you give a fuck about them plaques? And these bitches know I've been the influence And that was way before I rapped (fact) How I'm shitting on bitches they need to put me in the diaper I ain't really been filling none of these holes that y'all hyped up Impersonating energy ain't matching what they've typed up Pistol whip and popped a pussy bitch don't get piped up We ain't beefing lil' ho (yeah), you just ain't rich enough And for your birthday, your boyfriend bought you a party bus Yo' nigga loose in my DM he needa tighten up Bitch must not know who I am, need to enlighten her Baby pass that down I get Nicki off the liquor (liquor) If I get that bottle hoe you better watch yo' nigga (get 'em) If looks could kill you know I'm dropped dead gorgeous You shave them, you TMZ, you on site, I'm faultless (The Don) Truth is, bitches still be tripping over my last nigga (yeah) Out of season bitches, putting on what I had on last winter Truth is, bitches twice my age with half my bag (brokies) PSA to all these weak ass hoes, kiss my ass Speaking on my name thinking I'm playing this ain't that (bitch) I'm paid I don't get checked, I get cheques, ain't no tax (bitch) I go plan them in my hook, you give a fuck about them plaques? And these bitches know I've been the influence And that was way before I rapped Oh, yeah Big Don Bitch
Writer(s): Julian Mason, Lauren Miller, Maiya Earley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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