[Intro]
Wave Mechanics
[Chorus]
In the kitchen but not a baker (Yo)
A bitch I'm not afraid of (Whoa)
I get a lot of paper (Yeah)
The F-N annihilator (Yeah)
That ho is not a player (Player)
We toss ’em like hot potatoes
Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres
Lil' bitch, I go designer cray
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Ayy, ayy)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor
[Verse 1]
I'm so heavy I gets lots of relish
Got these pussies jealous
In they feelings actin’ like some bitches
Want some smoke, come with it, let 'em
Tell it, I am not hurt, get it
Send your one, I'll ship it
Seal it and mail it
Bitch I'll split your melon
You know how to get your women
Bitch I'm flexin'
You better not miss your blessin'
I'm out here applyin’ that pressure
These niggas stressin’
Got they hoes clothes in my dresser
Did your first bitch with my leg up
Far too fed up
All the real niggas keep your head up
Boy stackin' paper, get your bread up
You pussies gettin’ wet up
Actin' all brash 'til they met us
Do a lot of talkin', don’t say nothin'
I be kickin' flava and I get money, too (Money, too)
A lot of real niggas comin' through (Comin' through)
Say lil' bitch, I got somethin' to do (Somethin' to do)
Got a money plant, right, a money view (Money view)
See a bitch boy, what they wanna do? (Wanna do)
These niggas hoes, tell me somethin' new (Somethin' new)
Funny nigga, I ain't stuntin' you (Stuntin' you)
Nigga actin' like they got a point to prove
Pussy nigga
Wave Mechanics
[Chorus]
In the kitchen but not a baker (Yo)
A bitch I'm not afraid of (Whoa)
I get a lot of paper (Yeah)
The F-N annihilator (Yeah)
That ho is not a player (Player)
We toss ’em like hot potatoes
Tryna set my crib on a thousand acres
Lil' bitch, I go designer cray
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Ayy, ayy)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor (Yup)
I kicks lots of flavor
[Verse 1]
I'm so heavy I gets lots of relish
Got these pussies jealous
In they feelings actin’ like some bitches
Want some smoke, come with it, let 'em
Tell it, I am not hurt, get it
Send your one, I'll ship it
Seal it and mail it
Bitch I'll split your melon
You know how to get your women
Bitch I'm flexin'
You better not miss your blessin'
I'm out here applyin’ that pressure
These niggas stressin’
Got they hoes clothes in my dresser
Did your first bitch with my leg up
Far too fed up
All the real niggas keep your head up
Boy stackin' paper, get your bread up
You pussies gettin’ wet up
Actin' all brash 'til they met us
Do a lot of talkin', don’t say nothin'
I be kickin' flava and I get money, too (Money, too)
A lot of real niggas comin' through (Comin' through)
Say lil' bitch, I got somethin' to do (Somethin' to do)
Got a money plant, right, a money view (Money view)
See a bitch boy, what they wanna do? (Wanna do)
These niggas hoes, tell me somethin' new (Somethin' new)
Funny nigga, I ain't stuntin' you (Stuntin' you)
Nigga actin' like they got a point to prove
Pussy nigga
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