Hey, hey, uh
What the * this nigga want? He keep blowin' on my phone
Then he got a girlfriend, I don't brag, I have it home
Like that first set, bitch, he nasty with no mom
And just tell me where the bitch stop lyin', bitch, we grown
What the * I look like? Gettin' skinny, checkin' phone
And I know this pussy crazy, nigga, can't live me long
Ain't never talk *, I'm his favorite toxic bitch
All my bitches train to go, they don't do that talkin' *
You can put on any beat, but I believe I'm walkin' in
I mean, I done ran out of E-Racks and I'm only 19
Get money, * in my jeans, we trap buggin'
I might just start sellin' beans, mindin' my business
* do you mean? Bitch, I ain't bougie, still shop on Sheen
Early bird, get to wearin' several playin' pajamas
Tryna run out of E-Racks for my mama, she want it, she get it, no problem
How the * they gon' act when I run out of E-Comics?
How the * they gon' act when I run out of E-Comics?
Yeah, when I run it up
How you a brat and ain't havin' your way?
Tryna fight by the nigga who callin' me back
Got a group full of hoes who gon' do what I say
Better watch how you talk, I got * who don't play
Mr. Grubber with the weed, smoke a spliff to the face
What the * this nigga want? He keep blowin' on my phone
Then he got a girlfriend, I don't brag, I have it home
I don't like that quiet set, bitch, get nasty with no mom
And just tell me where the bitch stop lyin', bitch, we grown
What the * I look like? Gettin' skinny, checkin' phone
And I know this pussy crazy nigga can't be me long
I ain't never talk *, I'm his favorite toxic bitch
All my bitches tryna go, they don't do that talkin' *
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