juu - Who do it better Lyrics

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How you flexing all that money, but you owe me tho
I said I told you, bitch, she ain't getting no dick
I told her, no means no
These niggas claiming they got guns, but don't quote me, though

I said these niggas keep on talking on the gram, but can't show me, though
I'm finna run for president, y'all gon' vote me, though
I said, bitch, I done lost the realest nigga, and it broke me, though
Nigga, this bitch just wanna keep on lying she pinnochio

This bitch the type to spend her last on weed, she a dopey ho

This bitch ain't never see no money, she a brokey ho
I said, I slapped that nigga, then I took his pole, he turned to durkio

Nigga, yall niggas might be clutching guns, y'all gon' murk me though?
I said, my brothers finna ball out like they Curry, give them thirty, though
Bitch, I'm in that mode, I'm in that one bag
And I don't really like this bitch, she make me cum fast

I said, you really need to fire your producer, cause his drums ass
My bad, you can't afford to pay that nigga with your bum-ass
You niggas broke, and that's the joke, cause we gon' laugh at you

I said, I'm ridin' tinted trackhawk, im finna smash past you

Nigga, I see you in the rearview mirror lookin' back at you
I said, I'm the type of nigga catch your bullets, throw em' back at you
Nigga, I throw em' back at you

You niggas broke as hell, yall gotta keep stackin'
I'm make money off this shit, so I'ma keep rappin'
I bring my pillow in the stu, I go to sleep rapping
Alr I said, this rap shit really mean nothing

I'ma keep trappin'
I said, it ain't bout money, shut the f*ck up
Nigga, you better think about that life, for you say f*ck us
I said, I hit that nigga Pint with Benadryl, I think he drugged up

Bitch, I found a hundred on the ground, I guess I lucked up
I said, bitch, you left your booty at the crib, go pick your butt up
I said, I'm the type to punch you in your face, tell you to bug up
How you flexin'

I left money, but you owe me though
I said, I told this bitch she ain't gettin' no dick, I told her no means no
These niggas claimin' they got guns, but don't quote me though
I said, these niggas keep on talkin' on the gram, but can't show me though

I'm finna run for president, y'all gon' vote me though
I said, bitch, I done lost the realest nigga and it broke me though
This bitch just wanna keep online, she Pinocchio
This bitch the type to spend her last on weed, she a dopey ho

Bitch, yeah, you a dopey ho
Alright
Yeah, yeah, you a dopey ho
Nigga, I told you no means no

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