Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
June Miller
June Miller
Songwriter
John Paul Richard Turner
John Paul Richard Turner
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, I got tings up in this bitch
Drew brought lean up in this bitch
I broke every heart I done hit
I won't mention shorty, she dead
I sent shots at em like Steph
Just one night, baby, I swear
She gon' love a fella, aw yeah
Oh, yeah
I came to fuck up the block
Say she don't do this shit often, I'm an exception, I tend to hear that at a lot
Me and Richie came to stunt on you hoes
Marcus made it, guarantee that it's hot
Shorty keep asking, when is the boy getting married
I'm still stuck on these thots, yeah
And I'm serving up the bops
Got lil' mama on her knees
She ain't never praid to God
Plus, I'm rolling with the mob
Know the money never stops
I ain't worried bout an opp
Never worried by the what
Yeah, woah, watch how you talk to me
I get on any beat and make a murder scene
I'm just not anybody, ain't no postin' me
Girl, is you stupid
I'm out here with Billie Jean
This didn't happen sorta
It was meant for me
Plus I ain't pickin' up unless it's a check for me
All these hoes check for me. I got the recipe, I brought the
What, yeah
Yeah, I got tings up in this bitch
Drew brought lean up in this bitch
I broke every heart I done hit
I won't mention shorty, she dead
I sent shots at em like Steph
Just one night, baby, I swear
She gon' love a fella, aw yeah
Fuck around, bout to empty the clips
Unload on these pussies that think they're the shit
Number one inside my city, it ain't too pretty
But trust I'm as good as it gets
I need a hundred more trophies for this
For all the awards that I'm stacking like chips
What?
I need a hundred vacations
I'm tired of waiting my turn, the bridge is gon' burn, I been losing patience
I promise the family gon' eat
Once I start planting seeds
They gon' see money trees
They won't live off of me, yeah
What? Please don't be stupid, I know where this goes
I been in this shit through highs and lows
I fucked up the game and that's how it goes
I hop out a Bentley and switch to a Rolls
I took out the silver and switched it to gold
And switched it to platinum, I been getting active
Lil' bitch
Got a bag, now you know something
Put you in Chanel, you a cold one
Tryna pull a twenty-deep to the storefront
Cause I wanna buy it all, I got motion
And I'm working, oh
Working, oh
Working
I hope you know this time and realize
The mistakes you made, can be healed this time, yeah
Yeah, I wanna keep it real, wanna keep it real with you this time
Sure, a great opportunity squandered
Absolutely
A crushing blow
Yes
Will I get over it? No
But life goes on
Written by: John Paul Richard Turner, June Miller
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