[Verse 1: Ken Carson]
Yeah, yeah, (Loesoe goin’ crazy) yeah
Yeah, Everyday I wake up ay, in a different mood
Hold on let me put on my jewels
Let me freshen up real quick
Yeah, I’m bouta turn my swag on bitch
This broke ass hoe can’t brag on shit
I’m braggin on my neck and wrist
Know my shit shine, know my shit glisten
She want Dior, Dior, Dior, Dior, but I’m no Christian
Balenciaga all on me (ah), this morning on me, I just turned on my vision
This chrome hearts on my wrist got niggas pissed, now his bitch missin’
Told you I take your hoe, I fuck your bitch, you shoulda’ listened
Yeah, you shoulda’ listened, yeah bitch you shoulda’ listened
Yeah, lil bitch you shoulda’ listened yeah, lil bitch you shoulda’ listened
[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, cut her off I ain’t miss her, aye
Bad hoes still trickin, I know these lil niggas they imprinters
When a broke nigga turn my name down thats the only thing get me offended
Shit we do every day we be flexin
No, you bad as, not as bad as my exes
If you talk about money it lasts
Only get to my head if I let it
How much bitches on me I regret it
When a nigga said “fuck it” I meant it
Everything classified like its netted
And my bitches they bad with no edits
And yeah bitches they came with no edges
Only talk if the money get sent in
Yeah, yeah, (Loesoe goin’ crazy) yeah
Yeah, Everyday I wake up ay, in a different mood
Hold on let me put on my jewels
Let me freshen up real quick
Yeah, I’m bouta turn my swag on bitch
This broke ass hoe can’t brag on shit
I’m braggin on my neck and wrist
Know my shit shine, know my shit glisten
She want Dior, Dior, Dior, Dior, but I’m no Christian
Balenciaga all on me (ah), this morning on me, I just turned on my vision
This chrome hearts on my wrist got niggas pissed, now his bitch missin’
Told you I take your hoe, I fuck your bitch, you shoulda’ listened
Yeah, you shoulda’ listened, yeah bitch you shoulda’ listened
Yeah, lil bitch you shoulda’ listened yeah, lil bitch you shoulda’ listened
[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, cut her off I ain’t miss her, aye
Bad hoes still trickin, I know these lil niggas they imprinters
When a broke nigga turn my name down thats the only thing get me offended
Shit we do every day we be flexin
No, you bad as, not as bad as my exes
If you talk about money it lasts
Only get to my head if I let it
How much bitches on me I regret it
When a nigga said “fuck it” I meant it
Everything classified like its netted
And my bitches they bad with no edits
And yeah bitches they came with no edges
Only talk if the money get sent in
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