Lyrics

I ain't never been with all that cappin' I get active bitches get it crackin' Boujee bitch but these hands ratchet Really hoe? You don't want it static Killing bitches put em' in a casket Got them pressed like a fucking tablet I walk-in make these hoes panic Yeah, I make em' mad I got a bad habit Bitches talk a lot, so what Catch em lacking, they ain't tryna buck They said they wanna smoke it's goin up Poppin' bitches I don't give a fuck Black trucks how we pullin up (Skrrt) One show I just made a dub Hunnid deep, now we on one One wrong move and it's over Off white something real light I don't try hard, I just shit on bitches Diamonds on me and they ain't phony Used to whip Hondas now my top missin Killing bitches, yeah, I am on a mission Show me where the fuck my competition Got these bitches shook copying my looks I just started, this is the beginning I am really with all the bullshit Real bitch, these hoes counterfeit Shittin on 'em,and I mastered it Big bank hoe I am really having it Blue franks keep stackin 'em My name in they mouth and it's flatterin Ask me what I am mixed with I told them Half Black and Half Savage, bitch Walkin in your trap take over Name another bitch that's colder I just bought a brand new Rover I don't even drive no more I got a chauffeur Took off man they asking me to slow up Gettin wiser and money gettin older I'm that bitch, I ain't even gonna hold ya I'm that bitch, I thought that they told ya Pretty bitch with an attitude Fifteen hunnids on some fucking shoes They copy everything that I do These bitches fraud, I should try to sue Everything on me brand new Still hangin with the same crew These hoes burnt, they ran through Every nigga in the hood had you Rollie on my wrist had to bust it down Makin them mad everyday now Used to get crumbs I get cake now Versace sheets where I lay down Fuck you, you need to stay down Expensive taste bitch I am paid now Use to wanna eat with bitches crazy How I had to put em on my plate Right now it's pressed bitch That's watching me from some fake pages Close friends turn to enemies Cuz really all them bitches been hatin Be direct when you throw shots otherwise Fuck what you saying Mention me for attention crazy How these hoes really be cloutchasing Walkin in your trap take over Name another bitch that's colder I just bought a brand new Rover I don't even drive no more I got a chauffeur Took off man they asking me to slow up Gettin wiser and money gettin older I'm that bitch, I ain't even gonna hold ya I'm that bitch, I thought that they told ya (I'm that bitch, I ain't even gonna hold ya) (I'm that bitch, I thought that they told ya) Period, I ain't even gonna hold ya, I'm that bitch
Writer(s): Brandon White, Taamiah Imani Tene Lagrone Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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