[Intro]
Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh
Yeah, oh
[Chorus]
Niggas be actin' like hoes, we so different (So different)
Ball like a pro, bitch, I'm prolific (Boom)
Niggas be salty, I am so bossy (Bossy)
When they be leavin' we call up some more bitches (Brrt, brrt)
Baby, I want you to do better (Do better)
I got more hoes than a Hugh Hefner (Hugh Hefner)
She tryna leave on her ex ring, nah
She tryna get on a new level (Why?)
My jewelry hit hard and I move better (Move better)
She know with me make her view better (View better)
I'm bangin' blue on the blue devils (Hood)
And used to get hit, now shit too wetter (Too wetter)
Walk in the club and we changin' the weather (Weather)
I got more money than I done had ever (Never)
I cannot fall for one bitch, I got several (Got several)
See me in traffic, know I got that metal (I got that metal)
[Verse 1]
Everyday I just be grindin', gettin' paid (Yeah)
Blessed 'cause I don't make no minimum wage (Yeah)
Race through the snow, like, I gotta get paid (Oh, yeah)
Bad bitch like every day, gotta get laid (Oh)
I'm quarantine clean, plus I got a maid (Yeah)
Don't know the time, I've been workin' for days (Yeah)
I'ma just give all my shooters a raise (Yeah)
Sit back and stack all my chips like some Lays (Oh)
Ain't nothin' sweet but my diamonds look glazed (Glazed)
She fine and pretty with ugly ways
All of my niggas get rich, we the wave
I wake up and walk through my spot with some sage (Sage)
I like 'em pretty and mean (Yeah, mean)
Real niggas know what I mean (Yeah, mean)
Choppa looks good and them bitches get saved (Oh, yeah)
Ballin' like Kobe, got too many rings (Oh)
No, on the real, I done turned to a target (Yeah)
I got that blicky on me, it was sparkin' (Yeah)
Married to the street but still on the market (Yeah)
Suck me to sleep and she bendin', she archin' (Oh)
Baby girl ass lookin' fat like the [?]
My homie a fugitive, duckin' the Marshalls
Got the whole work in my palm, [?]
Think we gon' burn up the beat like a arson
Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Ooh, yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh
Yeah, oh
[Chorus]
Niggas be actin' like hoes, we so different (So different)
Ball like a pro, bitch, I'm prolific (Boom)
Niggas be salty, I am so bossy (Bossy)
When they be leavin' we call up some more bitches (Brrt, brrt)
Baby, I want you to do better (Do better)
I got more hoes than a Hugh Hefner (Hugh Hefner)
She tryna leave on her ex ring, nah
She tryna get on a new level (Why?)
My jewelry hit hard and I move better (Move better)
She know with me make her view better (View better)
I'm bangin' blue on the blue devils (Hood)
And used to get hit, now shit too wetter (Too wetter)
Walk in the club and we changin' the weather (Weather)
I got more money than I done had ever (Never)
I cannot fall for one bitch, I got several (Got several)
See me in traffic, know I got that metal (I got that metal)
[Verse 1]
Everyday I just be grindin', gettin' paid (Yeah)
Blessed 'cause I don't make no minimum wage (Yeah)
Race through the snow, like, I gotta get paid (Oh, yeah)
Bad bitch like every day, gotta get laid (Oh)
I'm quarantine clean, plus I got a maid (Yeah)
Don't know the time, I've been workin' for days (Yeah)
I'ma just give all my shooters a raise (Yeah)
Sit back and stack all my chips like some Lays (Oh)
Ain't nothin' sweet but my diamonds look glazed (Glazed)
She fine and pretty with ugly ways
All of my niggas get rich, we the wave
I wake up and walk through my spot with some sage (Sage)
I like 'em pretty and mean (Yeah, mean)
Real niggas know what I mean (Yeah, mean)
Choppa looks good and them bitches get saved (Oh, yeah)
Ballin' like Kobe, got too many rings (Oh)
No, on the real, I done turned to a target (Yeah)
I got that blicky on me, it was sparkin' (Yeah)
Married to the street but still on the market (Yeah)
Suck me to sleep and she bendin', she archin' (Oh)
Baby girl ass lookin' fat like the [?]
My homie a fugitive, duckin' the Marshalls
Got the whole work in my palm, [?]
Think we gon' burn up the beat like a arson
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