Letras
Breraww
Uh
Look
Bitch me and you we could never be equal
I'm a OG you a knock off sequel
My nigga show me off, he don't keep me on the D-Lo
Get too close smack a bitch like I'm Rico
Shittin on bitches again
Yeah he look good but I want his friend
Put myself in a position to win
Work so hard think I got a twin
Pressured, look
I got these hoes pressured
Got em all mad 'cuz I do it with no effort
Don't gotta do the extras, smooth like a Tesla
Titties sittin pretty like Carmen Electra
New to the game? Nah call me a veteran
Yo nigga tellin me he don't feel the connection
You bum bitches got less bars than Spectrum
I got bars like the gates of Heaven
Trending topic like the election
He aint got a bag? Tell him get out of my section
He think I look good he can get with the rest of em
Yeah I really rap I can hang with the best of em
Switch it up, tomboy then I rock a dress on em
Sat down for a year gotta really flex on em
Everything big like I came from Texas
Im a boss and you take orders like Alexa
Rules of the game yeah bitch I wrote the textbook
Stay dressed to kill so they waiting on my next look
Song always slap so they waiting on my next hook
Talk to me nice cuz ya man he'll get took
All it takes in one taste
Pussy wet I sit it on his face
Dinner served I sit it on his plate
Tay-K I smash and do the race
Yeah I cut you off like a fuckin uncrustable
I pack it to you, like a God damn lunchable
The jeep I'm in, all black like the huxtables
You niggas ain't even really that fuckable
The 40 is really not even tuckable
Bum bitches make me really uncomfortable
It's the weekend, she loving the crew
She love tequila, that 42
Had to change my number, cuz of your dude
Girl bring your friend, I like her too