[Intro: Aleza]
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
A-L-E-Z-A
[Verse 1: Aleza]
See, I'll break a nigga pockets 'fore I let him break my heart
And these bitches ain't on shit, do all that talkin' 'til I spark
Quick to sell his ass a dream like I'm lucid in the dark
I walked in with pressure on me, building smellin' like some farts
And I got hella niggas, I can't pick, they make it hard
All my opps wanna squash beef, but they done took that shit too far
He just asked me did I love him? Bitch, you must be gone off bars
I just stuffed my 'Wood with 'za, it got me tweakin', I'm on Mars
[Verse 2: Gloss Up]
All that braggin' 'bout that nigga got that nigga fucked
Told that ho listen to Lil Durk, 'cause, ho, you should've ducked
And I ain't comin' off that nigga 'less he wipe his face
And I ain't doin' no wifey shit because I know my place
Yeah, I got bitches mad 'cause they facecard can't pull niggas
Let me call my nigga, just know Rambo gon' pull triggers
If I see your nigga, that's on your life, you won't get him back
Make him bend me over, make him eat this coochie from the back
[Verse 3: Glorilla]
Dropped my last nigga and start fuckin' with his big homie
Runnin' through these niggas, Lori Harvey ain't got shit on me
I know them bitches watchin', I look like a fuckin' lick, don't it?
Talkin' 'bout me to that nigga, bet he know that I'm the shit, don't he?
Money can't buy love, but it can buy me that new 'Vette, though
My pockets large, I'm eatin' good, I'm feelin' like a fat ho
Not steppin' on no toes because I'm at these bitches' neck, ho
Wonder why he love my lil' ass, 'cause he know this pussy fat, ho
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
A-L-E-Z-A
[Verse 1: Aleza]
See, I'll break a nigga pockets 'fore I let him break my heart
And these bitches ain't on shit, do all that talkin' 'til I spark
Quick to sell his ass a dream like I'm lucid in the dark
I walked in with pressure on me, building smellin' like some farts
And I got hella niggas, I can't pick, they make it hard
All my opps wanna squash beef, but they done took that shit too far
He just asked me did I love him? Bitch, you must be gone off bars
I just stuffed my 'Wood with 'za, it got me tweakin', I'm on Mars
[Verse 2: Gloss Up]
All that braggin' 'bout that nigga got that nigga fucked
Told that ho listen to Lil Durk, 'cause, ho, you should've ducked
And I ain't comin' off that nigga 'less he wipe his face
And I ain't doin' no wifey shit because I know my place
Yeah, I got bitches mad 'cause they facecard can't pull niggas
Let me call my nigga, just know Rambo gon' pull triggers
If I see your nigga, that's on your life, you won't get him back
Make him bend me over, make him eat this coochie from the back
[Verse 3: Glorilla]
Dropped my last nigga and start fuckin' with his big homie
Runnin' through these niggas, Lori Harvey ain't got shit on me
I know them bitches watchin', I look like a fuckin' lick, don't it?
Talkin' 'bout me to that nigga, bet he know that I'm the shit, don't he?
Money can't buy love, but it can buy me that new 'Vette, though
My pockets large, I'm eatin' good, I'm feelin' like a fat ho
Not steppin' on no toes because I'm at these bitches' neck, ho
Wonder why he love my lil' ass, 'cause he know this pussy fat, ho
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