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I swear to God, they ain't wanna see me leave the club Got up on my shit and now they scared to show me love They'd rather see me on the pole twerkin' it for dubs I guess I really gotta show them what the fuck is up I'm on some other shit, that Cardi B gutta shit Every time I catch a hating bitch, she on her stutter shit Can't finish her words but on Instagram thuggin' shit You set yourself up, don't make it seem like I be buggin', bitch
And niggas hatin' on me, really be upset I don't know, make me wonder what you got between your legs
You a real nigga mad at a bitch for getting bread? You's a bitch from birth, you just grew a third leg, woo! Bite down, bite down, it was crunch time Yeah I skip all of them bitches in the lunch line I put in work, now I'm here at the front line Ready for the bullshit, I swear it's on my bloodline Touch mine, getting slumped, slimed one time Pump blind, bitches quick, then I dump mine Pull up with the Gucci clutch, spitting clutch rhymes Flyer than a big big B with a Blood tie Don't do much, she get hard when I bust wines No straws for this juice box, got one time Last nigga I was with went insane 'Cause my head game movin' hills like I'm lookin' for the sunshine
I'm a Bronx bitch birthed from the hip-hop From the block to the tick tock in the Patek watch Quick drop with the cash, couldn't fit the Ziploc Grips locked, get your shit popped in my flip flops Walking out, but every dollar, I still want it all Now he wanna nail me, I could give your man a cure You gotta mail me, but I don't check my spam at all Never feel what you're sayin' like I'm usin' Anbesol Travel all around the states getting nice checks I was tourin' off a tape, I had a hype set Is that the reason all these niggas wanna pipe next? I'm a creep, bitch, see his dick through his Nike Tech Got 'em all scared, I ain't even strike yet Wire up jaws when I swing if the mic stretch I recall, took the right steps, had a shot So I took the shit, now this game gon' need a life vest
Uh I said, woo! Huh
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Uh, yeah Some regular degular, bloody bars
I swear to God, they ain't wanna see me leave the club Got up on my shit and now they scared to show me love They'd rather see me on the pole twerkin' it for dubs I guess I really gotta show them what the fuck is up I'm on some other shit, that Cardi B gutta shit Every time I catch a hating bitch, she on her stutter shit Can't finish her words but on Instagram thuggin' shit You set yourself up, don't make it seem like I be buggin', bitch
And niggas hatin' on me, really be upset I don't know, make me wonder what you got between your legs
You a real nigga mad at a bitch for getting bread? You's a bitch from birth, you just grew a third leg, woo! Bite down, bite down, it was crunch time Yeah I skip all of them bitches in the lunch line I put in work, now I'm here at the front line Ready for the bullshit, I swear it's on my bloodline Touch mine, getting slumped, slimed one time Pump blind, bitches quick, then I dump mine Pull up with the Gucci clutch, spitting clutch rhymes Flyer than a big big B with a Blood tie Don't do much, she get hard when I bust wines No straws for this juice box, got one time Last nigga I was with went insane 'Cause my head game movin' hills like I'm lookin' for the sunshine
I'm a Bronx bitch birthed from the hip-hop From the block to the tick tock in the Patek watch Quick drop with the cash, couldn't fit the Ziploc Grips locked, get your shit popped in my flip flops Walking out, but every dollar, I still want it all Now he wanna nail me, I could give your man a cure You gotta mail me, but I don't check my spam at all Never feel what you're sayin' like I'm usin' Anbesol Travel all around the states getting nice checks I was tourin' off a tape, I had a hype set Is that the reason all these niggas wanna pipe next? I'm a creep, bitch, see his dick through his Nike Tech Got 'em all scared, I ain't even strike yet Wire up jaws when I swing if the mic stretch I recall, took the right steps, had a shot So I took the shit, now this game gon' need a life vest