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On the record Fuck being the princess of rap Ima trap bitch with 30 inch weaves and straps (30 inch straps) I see you hoes stalking my snapchat (I see you) Y'all know y'all see my lil cute ass thumbin the fat trap Sliding in my beamer with the glock in my lap Slid through the P, I done slid through Iraq Bitches sneak dissing me can't see me in straps I'm wasting bullets cuz they don't be firing back Bitch talk stupid, I'm peeling yo cap I be getting on shit first y'all be getting attacked Free my bitch Chata my sis murdered a scrap And you aint gotta light me up I'ma come where its at Bitch see me freeze dead in her tracks Im jumping out and blowing her back You would think I was a nigga the way I was blowing her back Left that bitch body laid out on the crevasse cracks Just paid a bitch a band to sew in my tracks (you see me?) My outfit, you can't find on the racks (you see me?) Niggas so obsessed cuz I'm foreign and black But only let em eat pussy cuz I aint Tryna get trapped (whoa whoa whoa whoa) But nigga don't waste yo breath you Aint top of the hat (whoa whoa whoa whoa) This is my world so niggas better try to adapt Bitch yo nigga hit me I'm hitting em back Like do you got some money nigga is you eating the cat? But niggas always in they feelings always getting attached Only time I'm in my feelings is when you blowing my stacks Bitch always in her feelings cuz her pussy is wack But over me these niggas don't know how to act They get controllive, get to losing their mind That shit be throwing me off so I leave em behind (on my mama) You bitches ain't pushing real lines (on my mama) Like this day forward y'all gotta Pay for my time you hear me? (Hear me?) I can't go no where in my city (nah) At the hair shop with a pap in my titty You bitches can't fuck with me So knock me down See bitches slipping, Im chasing em down (haaaan) Caught her lacking at the red light Hoe smashed off so scared for her life (on God) I'm smokin every bitch I don't like I'm shooting bitches when I see y'all on sight (shootin bitch) I be one to be tripping Tell yo nigga quit calling, bitch its pimpin (haaaaan) All he good for is some tricking All he good for is cat licking Only time I ride dick is when I'm fucking em back (ay ay ay ay) Yea he think I'm the devil the way I'm arching my back (ay ay ay ay) My new nigga got my skinny fat Yea he beating this shit up while I'm throwing it back (oh oh) Yea he beating this shit up while I'm making it clap Yea I'm busting that shit open while he cocking it back lil bitch Let me introduce you to some sauce When I talk bitch pay attention real close Aye, when i talk bitch you gon learn some real finesse You the bitch that nigga hides I'm the bitch that nigga flex Slap fire out yo neck, neck (blaow) Bitch you gon learn some respect, respect (blaow) It ain't directed, ain't respected I need my deposit if you wanna be accepted (i need my deposit) Its funny how these bitches all knock me (how they knock me) But I'm the bitch that they copy Haaaaaan Its funny how these bitches all knock me (knock me) Haaaaaaan But I'm the bitch that they copy (on God) Stunna girl, all diamonds in caps Its Stunna Girl the trend setter in Sac Went down for a robbery and a strap Did 3 years and bounced right back Bitch quit playing with me Hey ay ay ay Huh, what you saying to me? Hey ay ay ay Bitch quit playin with me I go money crazy No really
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