Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, huh, huh, uh
Do your thing, bitch, Boston ain't even mad at you
Your baby daddy broke as fuck, that's why that nigga be sad actin'
Me and my niggas, we bossin' up, but we can't laugh at her
Take that nigga to take you out to eat, then throw the tab at him
Bring up a tab and I'ma grant your wishes
Can't let 'em catch me slippin', I only talk that brick talk in the trenches
Project baby, you let me stay, I'll pay the bill and do the dishes
Can't speak for other niggas, but all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, niggas be pressin' all them buttons, we already had switches
Go pay your bitch bills or I will, nigga, my bag different
Hold on, hold on, nigga, I brag different
Took the bitch down to Miami, now she got her ass different
Whole 'nother bitch happy, now she come through straight G-Wag' whippin'
Tip her hat to real players, now she wearin' her hat different (Skrrt, skrrt)
Jump in a Maybach, skrrt off, pass niggas
Drip you in Bottega, bitch, I'm nothin' like your last nigga
Show you a half a ticket, I'm a young nigga, but I'm a trap nigga
Just like that ass Bitch, we really done clapped niggas
Take a skinny ho, go to the doctor and get her ass bigger
Lil' nigga tryna ride my wave just like a surfer, these niggas some raft rifters
I ain't trippin' when I got that switch, nigga, I'll murk you, it got a fast trigger
I ain't trippin' whenever I hurt, I just wake up, go buy a bag, nigga
Can't speak for other niggas, but all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, niggas be pressin' all them buttons, we already had switches
Real trap niggas don't like no sad bitches
Tryna get my dick sucked, we already past kisses
Quick to kick her up out my whip, don't fuck with lame bitches
When you fuck a rich nigga, the fame came with it
Mmm, a nigga ain't wanna tint you up, he say it came tinted
Nigga ain't wanna get that bumper fixed, it came dented
You need a rich nigga in your life, we ain't lame kickin'
Come through super coupe on all these bitches, lane switchin' (Skrrt, skrrt)
You slidin' it with the biggest B, no Bentley coupe
Bought the bitch her first Bottega bag, bitch, I invented you
I can't bring up what I bought a bitch 'cause I'm too in the loop
'Cause know she hold it down and she gon' pull up, get them rentals too
Mm, I'm rubbin' on your ass, lil' bitch, I'm feelin' you
Soon as I get that in 'Migo my system, you know I'm bendin' through
Don't ask me what I'm doin', bitch, you know what I'm tryna get into
Catch me when I'm hot and ready, catch me when I'm in my mood
Can't speak for other niggas, but all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, mm, all trap niggas, they like bad bitches
Mm, niggas be pressin' all them buttons, we already had switches
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