Letra

I know these bitches really don't like me They mad Somebody get them a tissue Yeah, I heard I got a hating hoe upset The way I'm shining, see my diamonds Got invisible sets They see me climbing to the top Now these bitches depressed They tried to hold they nuts on me So I stood in they chest (bitch) Bitch, you broke and I'm balling The nigga got me saved in his phone under Spalding Pretty clean pussy Look like the bitch bought it I'ma let him eat it once, now the nigga keep calling (Fuck you want?) I wake up early just to shit on a bitch Baguettes fighting on my wrist Louis V on the fit Got your nigga fanned out, he tryna take him a pic Said I'm the trillest and the realest Wanna throw me the dick (Come get your hoe) The way I'm dripping, I be walking on water He call me god They know I'm really with the shit I be kicking Ain't no façade Said you model but you really be tricking You need a job I left the strip club and ran up a ticket I'm living large I know these bitches don't like me I been a cold bitch, now a bitch really icy Ran me up and bag so he know the pussy pricey Got these bitches mad All they niggas wanna wife me I know this money turn him on, he a groupie I don't fuck broke dick, nah, this pussy bougie I need me a hood rich nigga, I'm choosy Clutching on his strap while he gripping on my booty I'm really having my way Picking up backends from Friday to Friday My nigga got a strap in, I dare a bitch to try me I'm a young turnt bitch, tell your hoe stand beside me Wanna see a dead body? I be really killing these bitches I'm in my bag Told 'em I don't see no competition I'm on they ass Say they big, but they know who the "biggest" Ain't gotta brag How you hype 'cause you fucking a nigga I already had (stupid) All this water on a bitch A hoe could get rich (splash) Say they really popping on the 'Gram but I ain't convinced How you self made? Without a nigga, you ain't got shit I'm a real boss bitch, don't need a nigga for the least bit I bust my Rollie down, I can't tell the time no more Throw my wrist up just so I can blind a hoe Got this nigga on my phone, tryna beg me to come home But I'm sorry baby, I ain't tryna wife no hoe I know these bitches don't like me I been a cold bitch, now a bitch really icy Ran me up and beg, so he know the pussy pricey Got these bitches mad All they niggas wanna wife me I know this money turn him on, he a groupie I don't fuck broke dick, nah, this pussy bougie I need me a hood rich nigga, I'm choosy He clutching on his strap while he gripping on my booty (booty) Ha-ha-ha, it's the booty for me
Writer(s): Diego Avendano, Taylor Banks, Joel Banks, Renni Rucci Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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