She a ho', that's why your shorty isn't safe
Shawty bussin', know I might just have to take her
In the Bentley, fuck it, I done did the Wraith
Niggas broke, so how can they afford to hate?
I be wildin' with the Henny, I am lit
Smokin' dutches, no, you cannot get a hit
We be posted with them demons in the Vette
She ain't text you back 'cause she was gettin' split
Ha, no smoke
Big ass, thick thighs, no joke
She ain't buss it down, make a nigga go broke
I've been with them rounds and my niggas on go, we lit
We S.O.P. with the shit
I just hopped off the jet and hopped right in a Vette
I'm it, like I said
Always been loyal, but y'all been mislead, on God
Damn she nice, she say I'm too aggressive
My DM's be packed, hella bitches with messages
I don't wanna fuck none of these ho's 'less they bread come in
Bitch better pay me my fee and the sentence
I'm solo 'cause y'all act too friendly
I can't see the sun through the tints in this Bentley
I still gotta chill, my flow way too deadly, but
I be in that Benz, in that Benz, uh
Your bitch brought her friends, brought her friends, uh
Money comin' in, comin' in, yeah
All I do is win, I just win, uh
I'm about them bands, I get bands
She a ho', that's why your shorty isn't safe
Shawty bussin', know I might just have to take her
In the Bentley, fuck it, I done did the Wraith
Niggas broke, so how can they afford to hate?
I be wildin' with the Henny, I am lit
Smokin' dutches, no, you cannot get a hit
We be posted with them demons in the Vette
She ain't text you back 'cause she was gettin' split
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