All that shit talking, you a hating ass bitch
Stand up to me, tell that boy to go sit
He said he got money all I see is more lint
I had your bitch tweaking the moment I roll in
I don't pillow talk I'ma curve right after sex
Pop a pill in the truck babygirl don't feel me less
I pour one shot, two shots cause I'm blessed
I wonder if his parents know he's throwing up a set
Boss up
Every time I see the money I'ma f*ck it up
I got my lil' brotha begging me to run it up
F*ck it, I'ma run it up
I go M.I.A. just to see some
I saw what I need but I don't leave none
She begging me to kick it, that don't seem fun
She flooded all my messages, I ain't read one
If you don't got the pinks, the blues, the greens then move
If it ain't money then it's f*cking up my mood
I don't pick and choose, you sit you lose
If you ain't pick it up then f*ck it be a fool
All that shit talking, you a hating ass bitch
Stand up to me, tell that boy to go sit
He said he got money all I see is more lint
I had your bitch tweaking the moment I roll in
I don't pillow talk I'ma curve right after sex
Pop a pill in the truck babygirl don't feel me less
I pour one shot, two shots cause I'm blessed
I wonder if his parents know he's throwing up a set