Lyrics
Imma stack it higher than the ceiling
Bitch I ain't kidding
Nah bitch I'm with it
I be making moves
Spinning dizzy
Im the booze
Can't find me
Blues clues
I ain't got shit to lose
I be running laps
Y'all outta breath
And I aint relaxed
Im so abstract
If you lost me
Can't get back
Oh too bad boo
That's so sad
Rattatatat
Going straight to the top
Cause a bitch never stopped
Baby I stay killing it
I can back my shit up
Get buck what's up
I fill my own cup
Y'all stay switching up
Yall be like
Hip hippty hop hop
Bibbity bop bop
You weak flip flops
Steady looking for an oop
Ain't bring nothing to the block
I can show you how to move
Double ones to dem twos
Cause she walk it talk it
She is the 2H3EO
You already know how it go
Leave your feelings at the door
Steady making that dough
She got her own
Maintaining control
She is the 2H3EO
You already know how it go
Leave your feelings at the door
Steady making that dough
She got her own
Maintaining control
Like making dem deals
Like racking up dem bills
Like Sis ain't got no chill
Like can't nobody deal
She is the 2H3EO
She is the 2H3EO
You couldn't reach me if you tried
Better put your pride aside
And come right
Peeping my moves
Tryna stick to my shoes
Honey I got the juice
Don't mean to confuse you
Ooop wait I get it
You couldn't do it like me
So you fibbing
You realized that you fucked up
That you Messed up
Now you walking all around
With yo chest pumped up
Cause we know She get the bag