(I heard y'all wanted me to talk my shit)
(So you know I'm here to talk my shit)
Bitch, I'm staying solo
Call my haters turtles cause they be moving in slow-mo
Buy my weed from traps
They keep them prices on the low low
Grew up round all niggas so I'm living by the bro-code
Yeah, I got the knives
But my bitches got the gun smoke
Heard you talking shit
I'm tryna see bout what you on though
Bitches got that bark but run and hide when the teeth show
I don't want to talk
Just send me money through my escrow
If not, keep it pushing
I don't go where the money don't
Gen.k in this bitch
Tryna make 100k in one day, hope ya feel me
Then, imma make it everyday if it kills me
Time is money so know if you want mine ya gone pay a fee
All I know is hustle
Making money is the blueprint
Said I'm staying solo
Don't invite me to no group shit
Bitches acting fake if you don't see it then you stupid
I don't give out love so hoe don't treat me like I'm Cupid
Damn
I can't breathe on this beat
Haters in my mouth more than the pussy that I eat
Niggas begging for a freak bitch like me
But I don't f*ck on niggas cause they too dog for me
I like cats
Brown skin tatted up queen
My ass is fat
I am not a Barbie doll
Bitch I'm with the Bratz
Ain't gone stop grinding I'm sleeping on racks
Help my bitches build they business
That's the way I'm giving back
I don't be at clubs unless these bitches throwin ass
Yo nigga not a dub
He a L that's a fact
These Cali gays don't be on shit
All of them is wack
Hell yeah I f*cked yo bitch
She ate this coochie from the back
All y'all haters watching and that's really crazy
Tryna talk ya shit but it just doesn't faze me
Don't blame it on the weed nigga you just lazy
If you don't got a hustle you do not amaze me
When I move my hips this bitches call me Swayze
The way I spit my shit sometimes I feel like Jay Z
F*cking on ya mom, I heard ya name was Stacy
I stay the dopest bitch cause I smoke it daily
And this is all straight facts
If you not talking money know that I do not chit chat
You bitches turtles
I'm the eagle swooping in for a snack
And I repeat you got that bark but you do not bite back
That's why ya girl wondering why I'm not calling her back
I'm always busy making money while I'm shaking my ass
I might be gay but I get paid bitch in straight cash
Then I'm back on the streets zooming doing the dash
And staying solo
Call my haters turtles cause they be moving in slow-mo
Buy my weed from traps
They keep them prices on the low low
Grew up round all niggas so I'm living by the bro-code
Yeah, I got the knives
But my bitches got the gun smoke
Heard you talking shit, I'm tryna see bout what you on though
Bitches got that bark but run and hide when the teeth show
I don't want to talk just send me money through my escrow
If not, keep it pushing, I don't go where the money don't
(So keeping pushing bitch)
(I'm manifesting getting rich off my music)
(I know you like it cause ya been bopping to it)
So hit the back button now and replay this shit
So hit the back button now and replay this shit