[Verse 1]
Pull up to your addy, hop out of the caddy
I'm up on my bully and today I'm aggy
I fuck on your daddy, I do this shit gladly
'Cause he wanna hang like his fucking pants saggy
But he gotta come with them bands
Bitch so fly that a bitch can't land
If it ain't the money then what is you saying?
Bitch catch both hands like I'm praying, wait yeah
My mistake, this pussy thicker than pepper steak
Put it on his face like pepper spray
I even tell him no only yesterday
Never catching me lagging bitch, I'm outchea and I'm ready hoe
Put a spell on a bitch like I'm whipping up some SpaghettiOs
Pass that up, I'ma cash that buck
If my grass stay cut, won't last off luck
No cast but I cut niggas fast as fuck
I been a G, no wagon or truck
I put a nigga on a shirt and I ain't talking 'bout no merch drop
This pussy worth a lot of bread, so we gon' call this bird box
[Verse 2]
That bitch slower than a turtle, ay
Tell her to rap like a girdle, ay
He claiming me I'ma hurt him, ay
That ain't my baby, I'm fertile, ay
Niggas showing they true colors, my true colors stay purple
'Cause they need to see that I'm royalty, put the glasses on Steve Urkel
Yeah, I finger myself on the stage, it wasn't underage, they lied
I wonder when a bunch of college kids screaming "Fuck me" turned five
The media stay flipping shit like I went home and I cried
Bitch this my body I'll fuck around and finger myself on Live
Bitch I'm never scared, never cared, shit you rock, bitch I'll never wear
Catch that bitch in Chicago and one punch drop her in Delaware
Your own block, you never there
By myself, I'm never pair
Keep one of my sleeve and my pants, that's why they hella flare
Pull up to your addy, hop out of the caddy
I'm up on my bully and today I'm aggy
I fuck on your daddy, I do this shit gladly
'Cause he wanna hang like his fucking pants saggy
But he gotta come with them bands
Bitch so fly that a bitch can't land
If it ain't the money then what is you saying?
Bitch catch both hands like I'm praying, wait yeah
My mistake, this pussy thicker than pepper steak
Put it on his face like pepper spray
I even tell him no only yesterday
Never catching me lagging bitch, I'm outchea and I'm ready hoe
Put a spell on a bitch like I'm whipping up some SpaghettiOs
Pass that up, I'ma cash that buck
If my grass stay cut, won't last off luck
No cast but I cut niggas fast as fuck
I been a G, no wagon or truck
I put a nigga on a shirt and I ain't talking 'bout no merch drop
This pussy worth a lot of bread, so we gon' call this bird box
[Verse 2]
That bitch slower than a turtle, ay
Tell her to rap like a girdle, ay
He claiming me I'ma hurt him, ay
That ain't my baby, I'm fertile, ay
Niggas showing they true colors, my true colors stay purple
'Cause they need to see that I'm royalty, put the glasses on Steve Urkel
Yeah, I finger myself on the stage, it wasn't underage, they lied
I wonder when a bunch of college kids screaming "Fuck me" turned five
The media stay flipping shit like I went home and I cried
Bitch this my body I'll fuck around and finger myself on Live
Bitch I'm never scared, never cared, shit you rock, bitch I'll never wear
Catch that bitch in Chicago and one punch drop her in Delaware
Your own block, you never there
By myself, I'm never pair
Keep one of my sleeve and my pants, that's why they hella flare
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