Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yuri' A Gilliam
Songwriter
Lyrics
I got these **** sick as fuck, I swear to God they wanna link with me
Run up in this bitch and **** bound to reach your destiny
Swear these motherfuckers hate to see a pretty bitch like me
If my name is in your mouth, then bitch, please use it accurately
Hit my **** up, I swear to God I'll be on demon time
Sat it on his face, a **** ate it while the seat reclined
Hatin' bitches, always gotta find some shit to hate on
Be the most hated, the most shaded, be how my pockets flow
Tell that ****, to stop callin', to stop textin', bitch, stop stressin' me
**** knew he fucked up, the major reason why he missin' me
Moved on to bigger and much better, yeah, that's a major key
Not even signed to a label, but my stats say I'm on bigger things
Don't give a fuck about that rah rah, come on bitches, let's get it started
I ain't graduate from college, but the streets hoe im a scholar
Shoulda kept your mouth closed, shoulda listened to your mama
Promise you don't want these problems, you can handle all the drama
I'm the one that fuck shit or that fake news
Ask your bitch about my hoe lil' baby, bitch, we been cool
Hittin' a snooze on you, but that's cool
I got my cake up and I got my weight up
These bitches flaw, these **** frauds, so baby, you better stay prayed up
From the Met, takin' flights, yeah, you know I'll be on site
They wanna how I'm doin', how I'm movin', just know I'll be alright
Never ask y'all for shit, never ask for y'all advice
So when it come to me and mine lil bitch just know I'll be alright.
Written by: Yuri' A Gilliam