[Intro: Miguel]
Bull, bull, bull like a matador
Quick to dead the bull like a matador
Bull, bull, bull like a matador
Quick to dead the bull like a matador
[Verse 1: Miya & Lil Rae]
Lil Rae be some other shit, I told him lock in 'fore I tweak
I hope y'all hoes don't get the big head, 'cause he know he ain't leavin' me
Slim shit, my face a ten, man, y'all lil' hoes ain't seein' me
I don't even do this rap shit, but I walk on any beat (Uh, damn, damn, damn)
I ain't keeping this shit P (Goddamn)
I hope y'all hoes don't think shit sweet (Damn, damn, damn)
Bitch, drop your dot, I ain't tryna talk, bitch, we can meet (We gon' pull up)
I call Diablo, bet he come hop out on feet
[Verse 2: Lil Rae]
I come through trippin' with that fully stick, gon' tear down every street
.45 ACPs and .223s, they gon' rip through a meat
In the, in the mood to die, drop the dot, boy, we can meet
These niggas really wanna be me, know everybody out here P
Got fifty thousand in all pinks and blues, right pocket cotton candy
These Rick Owens, not them other shoes, won't catch me rockin' Lanvins
OD geeked inside this bitch, I put a Perc' inside my salad
And I take that back, I want a Beyoncé, I don't want no Famous Sally
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