Bitch, wait a minute, don't dm me like you miss me
I told you when I leave, word to mother you gon miss me
Bitch i shrugged my shoulders, and i told you take ya chances
And it's cool, but you should know i don't believe in second chances
I showed my brody a flow, i switched up the beat but the kid had to do it again
She tired of shaking her ass, but she hear the beat, and she had to come move it again
I almost spent off the bag, just know ima get it, i go and recoup it again
Can't f*ck around with no cupid again, i just refuse to look stoopid again
Im throwing the 1's, the 5's, the 10's
I'm boujee, i only hit 9's and 10's
Skin light but the ass heavy
Shit bigger than a black chevy
I will never beg a soul to f*ck with me
Niggas move a milly, they don't f*ck with me
But my day ones, bad bitch
They already know that they stuck with me
Yeah if i want it, i'm copping it
I am not doing the opposite
She see the meat and she topping it
I am not stopping it, running a train on yo girl, all the homies was hopping it
Hitting the mall for a shopping spree, colorful money, monopoly
I know that niggas don't rock with me
If i show love then i'm doing it properly
Rolling my blunt while ya shorty be topping me
I am not jesus but they love to cross me
I love my bitches all boujee and bossy
Gps baby, i'm sorry you lost me
You wasted time and that shit almost cost me
Now you be texting and calling me baby
Looking at shorty like baby you crazy
She riding the dick, like a nigga is lazy
She looking and smiling, she saying she hate me
But that is a thin line, you know that it's win time
If you don't chase the bag then you know ima get yours, but you cannot get mine
My nigga, you blew ya chance on some crip shit, my gang on that rich shit
I cannot f*ck with no man on some bitch shit, we tryna get rich quick
And i love me a girl that come sit on the dick quick, ride that shit like a rip stick
Ain't no gloss on her face, ima mess up her lipstick, hit it twice then i dip quick
And i'm getting my money i don't gotta flip shit, yeah i don't need a quick flip
But ya bitch is a fan, she gon ask for a quick flick, while she faking a nip slip
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Bitch, wait a minute, don't dm me like you miss me
I told you when I leave, word to mother you gon miss me
Bitch i shrugged my shoulders, and i told you take ya chances
And it's cool, but you should know i don't believe in second chances
I showed my brody a flow, i switched up the beat but the kid had to do it again
She tired of shaking her ass, but she hear the beat, and she had to come move it again
I almost spent off the bag, just know ima get it, i go and recoup it again
Can't f*ck around with no cupid again, i just refuse to look stoopid again
Im throwing the 1's, the 5's, the 10's
I'm boujee, i only hit 9's and 10's
Skin light but the ass heavy
Shit bigger than a black chevy
I will never beg a soul to f*ck with me
Niggas move a milly, they don't f*ck with me
But my day ones, bad bitch
They already know that they stuck with me
Yeah if i want it, i'm copping it
I am not doing the opposite
She see the meat and she topping it
I am not stopping it, running a train on yo girl, all the homies was hopping it
Hitting the mall for a shopping spree, colorful money, monopoly
I know that niggas don't rock with me
If i show love then i'm doing it properly
Rolling my blunt while ya shorty be topping me
I am not jesus but they love to cross me
I love my bitches all boujee and bossy
Gps baby, i'm sorry you lost me
You wasted time and that shit almost cost me
Now you be texting and calling me baby
Looking at shorty like baby you crazy
She riding the dick, like a nigga is lazy
She looking and smiling, she saying she hate me
But that is a thin line, you know that it's win time
If you don't chase the bag then you know ima get yours, but you cannot get mine
My nigga, you blew ya chance on some crip shit, my gang on that rich shit
I cannot f*ck with no man on some bitch shit, we tryna get rich quick
And i love me a girl that come sit on the dick quick, ride that shit like a rip stick
Ain't no gloss on her face, ima mess up her lipstick, hit it twice then i dip quick
And i'm getting my money i don't gotta flip shit, yeah i don't need a quick flip
But ya bitch is a fan, she gon ask for a quick flick, while she faking a nip slip
I told you when I leave, word to mother you gon miss me
Bitch i shrugged my shoulders, and i told you take ya chances
And it's cool, but you should know i don't believe in second chances
I showed my brody a flow, i switched up the beat but the kid had to do it again
She tired of shaking her ass, but she hear the beat, and she had to come move it again
I almost spent off the bag, just know ima get it, i go and recoup it again
Can't f*ck around with no cupid again, i just refuse to look stoopid again
Im throwing the 1's, the 5's, the 10's
I'm boujee, i only hit 9's and 10's
Skin light but the ass heavy
Shit bigger than a black chevy
I will never beg a soul to f*ck with me
Niggas move a milly, they don't f*ck with me
But my day ones, bad bitch
They already know that they stuck with me
Yeah if i want it, i'm copping it
I am not doing the opposite
She see the meat and she topping it
I am not stopping it, running a train on yo girl, all the homies was hopping it
Hitting the mall for a shopping spree, colorful money, monopoly
I know that niggas don't rock with me
If i show love then i'm doing it properly
Rolling my blunt while ya shorty be topping me
I am not jesus but they love to cross me
I love my bitches all boujee and bossy
Gps baby, i'm sorry you lost me
You wasted time and that shit almost cost me
Now you be texting and calling me baby
Looking at shorty like baby you crazy
She riding the dick, like a nigga is lazy
She looking and smiling, she saying she hate me
But that is a thin line, you know that it's win time
If you don't chase the bag then you know ima get yours, but you cannot get mine
My nigga, you blew ya chance on some crip shit, my gang on that rich shit
I cannot f*ck with no man on some bitch shit, we tryna get rich quick
And i love me a girl that come sit on the dick quick, ride that shit like a rip stick
Ain't no gloss on her face, ima mess up her lipstick, hit it twice then i dip quick
And i'm getting my money i don't gotta flip shit, yeah i don't need a quick flip
But ya bitch is a fan, she gon ask for a quick flick, while she faking a nip slip
Writer: KEEGAN C DILLON
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