[Intro]
We on X games mode
[Chorus]
Better watch where you steppin', this Gucci is pricey (Hello)
Like a snake on the loose, they gon' bite me
Put it on him, now he callin' me wifey (Ooh)
He tryna cuff but it's hard to indict me
He say he like when I call him daddy (Haha)
Tell him "Pull up" then I send the addy (Ooh)
She keep muggin' me down, she a maddy (Ew, bye)
I got three bitches wit' me, they catty (Ho)
[Verse 1]
Slap a bitch in her face if she askin' for it
I been up in my purse, nah, they can't afford it
Tell my nigga to tell them "Good morning" (Ooh)
I might let him hit if I get a lil' horny
I'm chasin' a bag from the night to the morning (Haha)
He roll up a back while I light it up for him
To the bank, I be laughin', these bitches be actin'
These niggas be cappin', who gon' cry in a foreign? (Hell nah)
He want a bitch from Mobile, nigga, we nasty and trill
I don't think he can handle it (No)
I can't let him post me on the internet
Keep that shit on the low, I ain't feelin' that
I'ma make him be quiet
Why you taking his word and you know he be lyin'? (Dumb bitch)
You keep stalkin' my page and you gon' end up crying (What?)
If it ain't 'bout the money, I don't got the time (Bye)
We on X games mode
[Chorus]
Better watch where you steppin', this Gucci is pricey (Hello)
Like a snake on the loose, they gon' bite me
Put it on him, now he callin' me wifey (Ooh)
He tryna cuff but it's hard to indict me
He say he like when I call him daddy (Haha)
Tell him "Pull up" then I send the addy (Ooh)
She keep muggin' me down, she a maddy (Ew, bye)
I got three bitches wit' me, they catty (Ho)
[Verse 1]
Slap a bitch in her face if she askin' for it
I been up in my purse, nah, they can't afford it
Tell my nigga to tell them "Good morning" (Ooh)
I might let him hit if I get a lil' horny
I'm chasin' a bag from the night to the morning (Haha)
He roll up a back while I light it up for him
To the bank, I be laughin', these bitches be actin'
These niggas be cappin', who gon' cry in a foreign? (Hell nah)
He want a bitch from Mobile, nigga, we nasty and trill
I don't think he can handle it (No)
I can't let him post me on the internet
Keep that shit on the low, I ain't feelin' that
I'ma make him be quiet
Why you taking his word and you know he be lyin'? (Dumb bitch)
You keep stalkin' my page and you gon' end up crying (What?)
If it ain't 'bout the money, I don't got the time (Bye)
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