Wait, hol' up, I'm finna turn this bitch up
When I'm off that Julio that's when I come alive
Bad bitches blowin' up my phone tryna catch a vibe
Everything I got on too exclusive, I don't stand in line
Make a bitch buy her own flight to see this L.A life (you broke!)
Ima hit you when I get outside, that's what I replied
Fuck the number, she dm'd the addy she ain't wasting time (she tryna do something)
Bitches tryna fuck me off my name, you the rapist type
Gettin' bitches drunk just to fuck, that ain't even right
I remember me and buddy meetin' bitches at the pike (we had bitches)
We was gettin' dropped off, now we pushing foreign rides (big coupes)
Benz trucks, Audi a coupes, yeah that type of time
Really do this shit I'm not on protools just bussin' rhymes
Nigga trippin' on me, like his bitch face I'm bussin' mine
Yeah I take fades, like a barber nigga get in line
We don't shop the same, nigga I don't shop at finish line
Paid a lot of money for that chain I ain't renting mine
Niggas hatin' when I come around, yeah that's every time
This ain't dollar tree, you want that feature I need every dime
Nigga said I'm trash, like his bitch he know every line
Fuck a zodiac, I get ratchet I like every sign
(Ahhhhh)
Pussy high class had to buss it on my tiptoes
Lil hookah vibe high rise blowin' big O’s (big Os)
I got hoes in every zip code (zip code)
This fuck around and be yo bitch song
I ain’t a playa don’t let me step into my old ways (old ways)
Can’t be stuck inside of a hoe face
Bad bitches blowin' up my phone goin' both ways (both ways)
Ain’t even need you in the first place
When I'm off that Julio that's when I come alive
Bad bitches blowin' up my phone tryna catch a vibe
Everything I got on too exclusive, I don't stand in line
Make a bitch buy her own flight to see this L.A life (you broke!)
Ima hit you when I get outside, that's what I replied
Fuck the number, she dm'd the addy she ain't wasting time (she tryna do something)
Bitches tryna fuck me off my name, you the rapist type
Gettin' bitches drunk just to fuck, that ain't even right
I remember me and buddy meetin' bitches at the pike (we had bitches)
We was gettin' dropped off, now we pushing foreign rides (big coupes)
Benz trucks, Audi a coupes, yeah that type of time
Really do this shit I'm not on protools just bussin' rhymes
Nigga trippin' on me, like his bitch face I'm bussin' mine
Yeah I take fades, like a barber nigga get in line
We don't shop the same, nigga I don't shop at finish line
Paid a lot of money for that chain I ain't renting mine
Niggas hatin' when I come around, yeah that's every time
This ain't dollar tree, you want that feature I need every dime
Nigga said I'm trash, like his bitch he know every line
Fuck a zodiac, I get ratchet I like every sign
(Ahhhhh)
Pussy high class had to buss it on my tiptoes
Lil hookah vibe high rise blowin' big O’s (big Os)
I got hoes in every zip code (zip code)
This fuck around and be yo bitch song
I ain’t a playa don’t let me step into my old ways (old ways)
Can’t be stuck inside of a hoe face
Bad bitches blowin' up my phone goin' both ways (both ways)
Ain’t even need you in the first place
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