Ahhhh
It's dose
Nigga
Ahhh
(She said she love when I'm in it)
Asiababy!
All right, it's the A-O-X-9
I'm a real bitch and it's obvious, that's new to you
Slim and I'm pretty, you ain't f*ckin' with the usual
She ain't talkin' money, then I tell the bitch to the loo
I'm PMSin' and you f*ckin' up my mood
Put you on the ceilin' cause y'all actin' like my fans
F*ck that lovey-dovey shit, I need a couple bands
No waka flocka but I shake it with no hands
Take me to Bahamas, Lil' Bae, I need a tan
Like, yeah, you hoes is weak sauce
Couldn't catch up to me even if I took a week off
I'm a high-head, you know better to get me pissed off
You mad cause I used your boo face as a seesaw
I'm the baddest, you forgot how you forget that
Better hide your boo around me, you won't get your bitch back
Like em dark and pretty, like my liquor sippin' Cognac
Said my weed is loud, bitch, I'm smokin' on a I-Pack
Your boo more my favorite melody
You f*cked about a nigga, not your money's what you tellin' me
I don't tell these bitches that I love them, I'm just tellin' dreams
Kissin' on your boo, I got her with the Her smirk jeans
Said she love when I'm in it
Said she tired when you in it
Couldn't last five minutes, dumb bitch
Said she love when I'm in it
Said she tired when you in it
Couldn't last five minutes, dumb bitch, ayy
I've been runnin' up these digits to the bank
Got no limit, two bands and I'm fittin
I don't check, I just spend it
I don't care about no bitches
I just wanna touch some chicken
Five-star, finger lickin
Five-star, finger lickin
Said you wanna catch the fade
Line you up, it's okay
Wanna problem any day, any day, okay
While these niggas pocket watchin
Cause they can't count they pockets
Got no guap or a wallet
Need to stop talkin' about me
I like salary and salary
Ain't on watchin' for no calories
This is straight dept-gallery
Swipin' fraud got no credit
I'ma test a bitch, limit
If she swipe or just spend it
Or she gotta spend a limit
If the bitch touch no
If the bitch touch no bucks
And I'm aimin' for a duck
If you're touchin' no funds
Then the puss, I can't f*ck
Day and night, touchin' money
Small cheese, get no money
Bitches laughin', they shit funny
I'ma line you out your tummy, bitch
Bitches laughin', they shit funny
I'ma line you out your tummy
Ayy , this dose nigga
I'ma line you out your tummy
I'ma line you out your tummy
I'ma line you out your tummy
I'ma line you out your tummy