Lyrics

I don't fuck with many, I'll buy myself a two seater Apple on my butt, so I'm calling it Lil Bonita I walked in the building with attitude, I'm the leader I'm the type that people say, "damn, I hope I can meet her!" I don't fuck with many, I'll buy myself a two seater Apple on my butt, so I'm calling it Lil Bonita I walked in the building with attitude, I'm the leader I'm the type that people say, "damn, I hope I can meet her!" If he chatting shit, better pass me the blunt first Call me wet to your friends, then come to my concert Honey, see me on the stage, I eat it like it's dessert Met your mans the other day, he was gassing how I would squirt It was a big mess, made a big mess, like I'm Ivorian, no stress Cheated like test, valedictorian (kidding) I don't do that shit, my name ain't Lucy, hun If I'ma fuck a man, I'll make sure he a single one The world, it chose you Live how you wanna Just do your own thing Man, we're alive Just mind your business Don't hurt each other Just do your own thing Man, we're alive I don't fuck with many, I'll buy myself a two seater Apple on my butt, so I'm calling it Lil Bonita I walked in the building with attitude, I'm the leader I'm the type that people say, "damn, I hope I can meet her!" I don't fuck with many, I'll buy myself a two seater Apple on my butt, so I'm calling it Lil Bonita I walked in the building with attitude, I'm the leader I'm the type that people say, "damn, I hope I can meet her!" I'm getting the icky and sticky in my surroundings I can barely breathe, man, they pushing me and I'm drowning Treating their blessings like it's paper 'cause, bitch, I'm counting And I ain't got fingers for days, bitch They saying, "we go way back", that shit chat Don't test me, can't try that Want make plans, mine paper You miss me, don't say that, nah I don't mess with bitches bussin' lies If you see me in the street better put on a disguise, what? The world, it chose you Live how you wanna Just do your own thing Man, we're alive Just mind your business Don't hurt each other Just do your own thing Man, we're alive I don't fuck with many, so I'll buy a two seater Apple on my butt, so I call it Bonita (bitch)
Writer(s): Willow Katherine Kayne, Pier Danio Forni Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out