Uh, uh-uh, uh
Uh, talkin’, talkin’, like, uh, uh
I got people talkin’, talkin’, like, uh, uh
I can’t even talk to these b#tches, like, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh-uh, uh, uh, uh
Hello world, Hello Kitty, hello my b#tches and pretty girls
I be in the city, I’m makin’ a bad flip
I ride around witchu’, ride around with a bad b#tch
God damn mothe- uh, uh, to the Coupe
And I ain’t even trippin’ if I’m ’bout to lose you
I can’t f#ck with that hoe but she too goody two shoes
Yeah, I got some lose screws, can’t tell when I move though
God damn mothe-
I got people talkin’
They talkin’ ’bout me, droppin’ names and weighin’ options
And I fеlt bad, God damn, gimme love
‘Cause thеse broke lil’ b#tches, they don’t make enough
I’m lettin’ only bad b#tches in my club
Uh, uh, like, uh, uh
I don’t even wanna talk to these b#tches like, nuh-uh
We been in the crib, we been makin’ some big bucks
I can’t even carry you b#tches, like, get up, where yo bands at?
Where yo ? Where yo bag? Where yo mans at?
Yeah, he broke, he makin’ trap Bandlab
He flexin’ all that fake #ss money in the
I don’t try, I just give up and I block b#tches
Lil’ b#tch tummy tuck, what the f#ck?
I be gettin’ paper, you gettin’ luck
b#tch got what you lack and we don’t pay that p#ss# back
Got that Prada attack, and you got half of what you had
I got people talkin’
They talkin’ ’bout me, droppin’ names and weighin’ options
And I felt bad, God damn, gimme love
‘Cause these broke lil’ b#tches, they don’t make enough
I’m lettin’ only bad b#tches in my club
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