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Brrah, da-da
Callin' my shit like hold on (Hold on)
She tryna fuck or somethin' all on my trap phone
Slide if you want to, way that you talk
You finna leave with your backbone (FamBili)
Yeah, he callin' my shit, like (Huh?)
Let me pick it up, let me get right (Hello?)
I done went ghost, now he all alone (What?)
Bet he tryna see what that be like
I told that nigga, "Speed through them green lights" (Go)
I can't stop until I hear a moan (Moan)
When we get together, don't answer the phone (Ooh)
They be trippin' like, "Baby, we grown, baby, we grown" (Ooh)
They sayin', "Your bitch perfect" (Uh-huh)
You get to spinnin' the block, they hurtin' (Yeah)
Bad ass bitch, you can tell by the waist (Yeah)
Don't hit from the back, I'm pretty in the face (Yeah)
Okay, I just been holdin' my weight
Ain't believe in a bitch tryna eat off my plate (Yeah)
Okay, tryna cross me, I'ma give you a taste (What?)
He wanna save a ho, give him a cape (Okay)
I know these hoes wanna be me (Oh)
Blue face bands to the bank, I'm a Kiki (Money)
Shittin' on niggas 'cause I can and it please me (Uh-huh)
Shakin' my ass, he ain't know I was freaky (Ooh)
Ayy, white toes, Malaysian on the bundle (Yeah)
He whipped it out, I saw an ass (Skrrt)
I just wake up and think about the hundreds (Yeah)
I can't go back and forth with a nigga that fumble (Yeah)
But it ain't no love in this bitch (No love)
Hop out with JK, my nigga be poppin' and shit (Pop out)
I always knew I would be rich (Rich)
I came from the bottom, now I'm at the top of they list (Yeah)
I tell a ho she can dip (Dip, yeah)
Fly ass bitch, can't copy this drip (Uh-huh)
He wanna go on a trip (Okay)
When I hop on it, I hope he can handle his grip (Oh)
Yeah, he callin' my shit, like
Let me pick it up, let me get right (Get right)
Yeah, yeah, callin' my shit, like
Let me pick it up, let me get right (Get right)
I fuck some hoes, no problem (No problem)
These all black pumps got red at the bottom (Yeah)
Yeah, I'm from Brooklyn
But I'm good in all hoods, from Fordham to Harlem (Brooklyn)
Ain't no competition
I'm lookin' up, I mean, you fit the description
Glitch in my wrist, watch how it glisten
This Ave Maria looks all on my inches (Bam)
Any bitch step to me get stepped on (Stepped on)
Seven figure talk just to fuck with the big Don (Yeah)
I pop shit, do my big ones
Take a whole salary, ice out my left arm (Ice, ice)
Tell a ho Google me
I been that girl, this attention ain't new to me
Shorty subtweetin' and won't say my name (Bitch)
Put an @ on it since I don't do ambiguity
Bitches boring, respectfully
I say what I want and ain't nobody checkin' me
Why would you watch me from fake pages? (Huh?)
Admit it, lil' bitch, you highkey obsessed with me
Rich bitch status, you know my swag is
Iced out diamonds, Balmain jackets
I'm the biggest, should put me in Guinness
I broke the record for shittin' on bitches, yeah
Callin' my shit like hold on (Hold on)
She tryna fuck or somethin' all on my trap phone
Slide if you want to, way that you talk
You finna leave with your backbone
Callin' my shit, I'm like, "Hold on" (Hold on)
I ain't in the States, I'm in Paris gettin' swipe down
Gettin' fucked on
Makin' your nigga wine and dine me 'til them racks gone
A bad ass bitch with a strobe light wrist
Since I hopped off the porch, I been that bitch
She say she hotter, she don't exist
Damn, bitch, standin' next to this, uh
I'm hotter than lava (Yeah)
Let's keep it real, bitch, I been a problem
She doin' the dash, she back in the bag
And all that she after is commas (Commas)
She don't do the drama (Nah)
Stay in your lane, you don't want me to wake up my other persona
I don't do the rappin', gon' need you a donor
This bitch in a coma
Smell her aroma (Yeah)
Can't breathe, bitch, 'cause I'm fuckin' pneumonia
Then the pneumonia
Bringin' the body back, throw a sheet on her
Then do a quickie
Call up her nigga and slip him a micky
Give him a hicky while he up in me
And all of that money, I'm takin' it with me (Hahaha)
Yeah, he callin' my shit, like
It ain't no love in this bitch
Yeah, yeah, callin' my shit, like
It ain't no love in this bitch
I done went ghost, now he all alone
Bet he tryna see what that be like
Tell a nigga he can dip
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