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You can call me itty bitty Lil witchy ill nana keep my nigga sickly New whippy, No goldbergy That lane switchy Don of marijuana know i keep my fingers sticky Risky bad bitch Know she pretty thicky Got a team to minaj, call them all Nicki Ride it like a matador He thought he caught a jimmy Im riding through your culdesac and yes, I got it with me Im rolling up while pulling up, we hit you once. Its litty I hit the blunt while niggas get to splitting Shake shimmy, circle tighter than Nick in a chimney Got a pot to piss in, now the gimmes feeling pissy Snake hissin, not my lover, nigga No Billie Maybe they aiming for uncertainty, they stuck I dont got no bread for you birds, baby no luck They can't even find the words for me Think twice fore you ask for a verse from me I go beserk then they want to hit reverse on it I might be a jerk with the perks but it work for me Make the pussy twerk crack a smirk make it work for me Niggas out they shirt in the dirt wanna work for me All these fucking nerds I can merch got they work from me And I don't work for free Run my check or pew pew Bring the church for me Please keep it brief and hold my dick Am I a toilet how Im sitting on my shit? Are you really with the shits? Niggas claiming bricks but they always been a lick Plus I saw it on a flick, crazy Here come the kick cause they wolfin for the clicks Faking Dont believe in clips, and you know im buying tix Proving out the myth, switch it up Im stylistic I dropped hypnotic bops These numbers got you dizzy They think its narcotic opps the way Im fucking busy If the neighbors cop-watching, imma blanket piggies Dont think its a game. I spit the wisest shit And my blood clotting guap, 'cause he got the whitest shit He might have let me shoot it Never let me water whip Running up deposit slips So many of the flows, niggas gon know I'm a conglomerate You breaking down bread for the gram but it's not legit But it's not legit I go beserk then they want to hit reverse on it I might be a jerk with the perks but it work for me Make the pussy twerk crack a smirk make it work for me Niggas out they shirt in the dirt wanna work for me All these fucking nerds I can merch got they work from me And I dont work for free Run the check or pew pew Bring the church for me Im not taking your advice if you ain't hopped off the porch Im not taking your advice because Im on my own course You stay yelling from the stands, but you ain't stepped on the court I love pulling niggas cards yea I do it for sport Straight g up in them sheets Front row with the fashion week I only talk to bosses my nigga not Memphis Bleeks When Im with my french nigga he say that Im Magnifique His favorite lil beignet the one he can't wait to eat I got vibes for my tribe, I got flows for these hoes I hope you well equipped to go toe to toe with the Faux I hope you watch your tone when you speaking to Jean Deaux I hope you know the stars have aligned so its a go You dont measure up, we not even parrallel Folding under pressure boy ya frame is hella frail I got niggas bout that action they a fool with the scale And your new bitch is weak but I swear I wish you well I go beserk then they want to hit reverse on it I might be a jerk with the perks but it work for me Make the pussy twerk crack a smirk make it work for me Niggas out they shirt in the dirt wanna work for me All these fucking nerds I can merch got they work from me And I don't work for free Run my check or pew pew Bring the church for me
Writer(s): Zoi Kachet Harris, Michael Edward Neil, Kari Rose Johnson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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