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You get paid for poppin pussy,
I get paid to pop it
I don't gotta worry bout a nigga, I already got it
I aint gotta beg him for a purse, cuz i already
bought it
You can't send a shot and take it back, cuz I already caught it
They say I'm a fucking bitch
Cause I run my mouth and I aint taking shit
Knew I was problem because my momma always saying it
Knew I would be famous when I woke up and quit faking it
Knew I had a hit when ghetto bitches started shaking it
Oh-Okay I need a check
Need to stack it up because I know what's next
So come correct
Steppin in Giuseppe, foot on bitches neck
Give it a rest, beating down the block
They feel it in the chest
Thank God I'm blessed, S up on my vest
So I know I'm the best
All these bitches ran through but I get paid to walk through
I get lit inside the booth, these bitches trynna steal my juice
I be trynna keep it coo but hoes done let they mouth loose
Don't know who you talking to, and don't be acting brand new
All these bitches ran through but I get paid to walk through
I get lit inside the booth, these bitches trynna steal my juice
I be trynna keep it coo but hoes done let they mouth loose
Don't know who you talking to, and don't be acting brand new
Ass fat like Druskiii, Face Gold like Rubi
You can Watch me like a movie, catch a scene on Tubi
You can even taste it when it's juicy, if you feeling fruity
Know he gonna kiss me on the Booty, when I'm feeling moody
I aint taking disrespect from a bitch who talking her shit through a text
But I aint got no service to respond, I'm on a fucking jet
Or posted by the pool, I post a pic and make yo nigga wreck
I make these bitches sick, I think it's time to see a fucking vet
I took time to address it, gave a hoe a lesson
I already graduated who tf these bitches testing?
I aint bout to argue with a bitch who living like a peasant
Worry why yo edges going back like they in a recession
Any time I try to talk it out, know it's a blessing
Every single move I'm making got these hoes second guessing
You used to be a fan of me, refer to yo recollection
If my career is dead, that mean yours need a resurrection
All these bitches ran through but I get paid to walk through
I get lit inside the booth, these bitches trynna steal my juice
I be trynna keep it cool but hoes done let they mouth loose
Don't know who you talking to, and don't be acting brand new
All these bitches ran through but I get paid to walk through
I get lit inside the booth, these bitches trynna steal my juice
And I been trynna keep it cool but hoes done let they mouth loose
Don't know who you talking to, and don't be acting brand new
(Bitch)
That should be enough...