Bring The Purse

I don't talk a lot of shit, I pay attention The game is not sold, but it's expensive

You spend a lot of money on that shit that's not important

Collecting all that trash, **** you hoardin' Space with energy that's negative will weigh

You down Don't try to friend me, I don't want that shit around

You don't want no enemy, don't wanna call my

Ops I got **** fending me, ain't playing with no props

**** they be spittin' it, ain't got no cash

And bitches ain't got shit, but some ass T

They be acting bougie, at night they eating noodles

Bugs be in they kitchen, probably got them on they coochies

**** they be stupid, that's the bitches they be choosing

Then they wanna act surprised and wonder why they losing Ten times out of ten she fake

I'm a dime piece born with the top of the rank

I'm raking on you bitches, got this shit rehearsed

You talk a lot of shit, you better bring the purse

Bring the purse Fuck what you're saying ****, bring the purse

I don't say much at all, all I do is throw em

Bitches talking loud, but they ain't never gonna show up

Run up in my face and that's a choice you gon' regret

I eat a bitch for breakfast and at night I take a shit

Your **** being friendly with me, all up in my DM

He can only fan me, I don't even gotta see him

Bitches on my live, trying to see what I'm about

Looking for they ****, trying to catch him at my house

I don't take second, serve me first

And if a **** push up on me, better bring the purse

This is not a challenge, got it in the bag I keep them **** lined up like words to pads

I'm always on my paper, trying to live up in the bank

Wire me the cash and get the fuck up out my way

Bitches trying to judge me, need to mind your fucking business

All you do is troll and I don't need your broke attention

Why you watching, join me cause you know I'm preaching church

Handing you the tray, bring the purse

I'm raking on you bitches, got this shit rehearsed

You talk a lot of shit, better bring the purse Bring the purse

Fuck what you saying ****, bring the purse

I'm walking out, looking right, headed to the ring side

**** going crazy cause they playing my theme song

Panties in my ass, tight ass, ass moving left to right

Bitches getting mad cause they bout to lose this fight

Coming out winning shit, bout to beat on a bitch

I will never ever quit, I will stay relevant

K.O. First round, knock a bitch down down

I don't got no time for clowns, she won't say another sound

I'm raking on you bitches, got this shit rehearsed

You talk a lot of shit, better bring the purse