[Intro]
Girl, you see these buddy-ass hoes tryna get in our section
You see them lookin' at us over there?
They can't even get in, they ain't gang, what y'all on? Like what they on?
They must got a problem or somethin', what the—
Stay on that side
Naw, y'all can't come over here, man
And I hope they don't think they finna come over gettin' bucks
Huh, I wish they would
Man, it's over with
Y'all gotta know what's up with us, real talk
No cap
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
[Chorus]
These hoes can't come in our section
These hoes bе broke, they messy
I'm waitin' on a bitch, comе test me
These hoes can't come in our section
These hoes can't come in our section
These hoes be broke, they messy
I'm waitin' on a bitch, come test me
These hoes can't come in our section
[Verse 1: Glorilla]
Walk up in the party VIP, I'm with some models
Lookin' bad as fuck, shit, they gon' think I'm with some toddlers
They done told me pop my shit, so, ayy, I started with the bottle
We gon' rock the club tonight, then have a Sunday school tomorrow
We don't need no introduction, we walk through and they gon' know it's us
Don't gotta make no scene, 'cause off the rip, they ass gon' notice us
They talkin' from the crowd, but on the gang, they ain't gon' fuck with us
Act like they don't know, I bet y'all niggas know what's up with us, on God
Girl, you see these buddy-ass hoes tryna get in our section
You see them lookin' at us over there?
They can't even get in, they ain't gang, what y'all on? Like what they on?
They must got a problem or somethin', what the—
Stay on that side
Naw, y'all can't come over here, man
And I hope they don't think they finna come over gettin' bucks
Huh, I wish they would
Man, it's over with
Y'all gotta know what's up with us, real talk
No cap
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)
[Chorus]
These hoes can't come in our section
These hoes bе broke, they messy
I'm waitin' on a bitch, comе test me
These hoes can't come in our section
These hoes can't come in our section
These hoes be broke, they messy
I'm waitin' on a bitch, come test me
These hoes can't come in our section
[Verse 1: Glorilla]
Walk up in the party VIP, I'm with some models
Lookin' bad as fuck, shit, they gon' think I'm with some toddlers
They done told me pop my shit, so, ayy, I started with the bottle
We gon' rock the club tonight, then have a Sunday school tomorrow
We don't need no introduction, we walk through and they gon' know it's us
Don't gotta make no scene, 'cause off the rip, they ass gon' notice us
They talkin' from the crowd, but on the gang, they ain't gon' fuck with us
Act like they don't know, I bet y'all niggas know what's up with us, on God
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