Okay okay okay okay 5’2 5 5’2 5

How do you do ...

i don’t give a fuck fr

I distracted by my face and all this fucking sex appeal

Looking in deh mirror sometimes I can’t even self believe

Thanking all my haters cause I know that they the reasoning

Every time you call my name in vain my money just get longer Bitches chicken must be raising cane they smile nd give me laughter

But I know it’s smoke nd mirrors

That’s expected from a paaapa

Love me now cause if you don’t unfortunate events come after

You wan buss grape

Want take off deh lace

Ain your birthday but I think It’s Time i cut your cake

I used to saving hoes but then I crumple up the cape I save myself nd look at that bitch I’m doing great

I just meet this man by goteilb say he want me...

Grey pants how it printing got me running mr Charlie

I got on some Pum pum shorts he call me miss punani Of course you like my energy the skin is giving coffee

We could do the splash or I could do the dash Either way you coming quick but I so use to that That’s a fendy fact

They beg to get it back

You feel say youz a bad bitch

I beg you run it back..

Mek you run it back

Mek you run it back

I beg you run it back

Feel say youz a bad bitch ...hmmm How do you do , I don’t give a fuck fr I don’t give a fk fr