Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kiwi Sweet
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kishana Livingston
Songwriter
Lyrics
Ok ok I said
Ask me bout some paper
Ask me bout some money
Bitch dont ask me bout no hater
Ask me how I got it I might
Show you how to get it
Ask me how I do it bitch don't
Ask me bout no ****
I been chilling taking trips and shit
Shopping buying drip and shit
Let them bitches pop cause when I pop out I do bigger shit
Step up on the scene know im clean like im bleaching shit
Cant fuck with a ****
If he broke dont do that leaching shit
Uh uh Sweets locked
And loaded yeah i'm back bitch
Aint fuck with me then its too late Cause now Im havin shit
Ask me how I fit a fat ass in a mini skirt
Ask me where that **** at
And you gone get your feelings hurt
Askin bout a **** we been
Sharing for a year or two
Talk bout you aint heard of me
And how he got a crib with you
I cant trust no ****
And I put that on my life
Bitch you stupid he got
Two three other bitches and a wife
Okk baby you say thats your man
And you stand on it
Why he at my crib eating pussy spending bands on it
Fly me to Aruba and Jamica
Making plans on it
While you at the house
And the game getting ran on you
Ask me out some paper
Ask me bout some money
Bitch dont ask me bout no hater
Ask me how I got it I might
Show you how to get it
Ask me how I do it bitch
Don't ask me bout no ****
I been chilling taking trips and shit
Shopping buying drip and shit
Let them bitches pop cause
When I pop out I do bigger shit
Step up on the scene know
Im clean like im bleaching shit
Cant fuck with a ****
If he broke dont do that leaching shit
Written by: Kishana Livingston
