Whole lotta bitch, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta thot, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta bitch
Whole lotta thot, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta bitch, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta thot, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta bitch
Whole lotta racks, huh
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks in my band
Whole lotta
Whole lotta racks, huh
Whole lotta racks in my band
Whole lotta racks, huh
Whole lotta
I don't give a f*ck, bitch, I know them hot bodies
Chill on them boat, bitch, I feel like Lianna
Nodding them off, girl, I know she a thotty
Bought some big mules, I'll be spending a hundred
Part of the year, nigga, f*cked in the Carter
Stay to myself, I don't f*ck with nobody
Back in the hills, I used to get everybody
Hop out the car, don't know where's my money
F*ck is you talking about, where's my money
Huh, huh, I'm gon' go front, nigga, show me the money
I need a counter, just so I can count it
Heard he be telling this side of the county
Heard he be telling this side of the county
Catch a nigga, make him hop like a bunny
Can't f*ck with these niggas, they stay acting funny
I'm not a B, but a ho call me honey
I'm not a B, but your bitch call me honey
Trusting that thot, you a dummy
Trusting that ho, you a dummy
How bad that bitch gon' do you funny
She f*ck with me, got a whole lotta money
I might take that bitch India
I might take that bitch Atlanta
I got a whole lotta, whole lotta
Whole lotta thot, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta bitch, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta thot, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta bitch
Whole lotta thot, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta bitch, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta thot, tryna f*ck with me
Whole lotta bitch
Whole lotta racks, huh
Whole lotta racks
Whole lotta racks in my band
Whole lotta
Whole lotta racks, huh
Whole lotta racks in my band
Whole lotta racks, huh
Whole lotta