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Brown skin, he call me black, 30 inches down my back
Might be new to some of you bitches, but I been popping since way back
See me out, I'm with some bosses, all our trips make it out the chat
Y'all be once a year in Miami, posting pics like, "Take me back"
Bitch
You bitches never seen no driver seat in a foreign (y'all don't own it)
You bitches never seen that nigga face in the morning (dry whoring)
I heard y'all pulling clothes just to post a pic on y'all story
Y'all ain't P, y'all be swapping out some bums, y'all ain't Lori
Yeah, a'ight, okay
Straight flight to PLS
I ain't arguing with no bird that ain't never left her nest, okay
I ain't arguing with no bitch, stretching her checks
Bitch, you still paying on Klarna, but I'll get to y'all in sec
Oh, a'ight, so boom
Bitches five deep, one room
With yo' SHEIN fits, tryna mean bitch, ho, you only in Cancún
Left on seen bitch, you a green bitch, I'd hate to be like you
Walking around saying bitches okay, when the okay bitch is you
Yeah, a'ight, okay
Smooth, let me get some straight
Talking cash shit, 'bout a bad bitch from the last seat on the plane
You gon' crash out tryna get clout fucking anybody with a name (ho, you lame)
Talking 'bout you got tricks, fucking any nigga with a chain
Brown skin, he call me black, 30 inches down my back
Might be new to some of you bitches, but I been popping since way back
See me out, I'm with some bosses, all our trips make it out the chat
Y'all be once a year in Miami, posting pics like, "Take me back"
Bitch, please
Okay, these hos got me started
On my bully, I still hate these bitches, I won't tell 'em sorry
These hos dupes like they Dossier, kinda like a Starry
Got 'em running, crying in a corner like these hos on Maury
I don't fuck with hos just because they rap, I think these bitches suck
Tell these bitches, treat it like they pussy, please just give it up
Keep that strappy on me, like I'm trans, I always keep it tucked
All my people with me, ain't got braces, they be getting buck
Gang shit, pop it when I'm gone, they pop it when I'm here
Turks trips, I just got a tan, the water crystal clear
Hos really dissed me on a song and ain't nobody hear
I really would've stooped to bitches level, but I'm never there
Outside, I ain't never in, I heard the ballers out
Tell these bitches, do they research, been the hardest out
Tell a ho like a new shoe, I'll wear her out
Heard y'all selling pussy for the low like yo' whereabouts
Bitch, please