Lyrics I Ju$t Might - Harp$

I just might go fed on the beat
I just might go Dior my feet
I just went fendi my tee
Cause bitch it ain't many like me
I just might drop the top on the coupe
Call that hoe Cheryl
That bitch is a swoop
You like a hamster, tryna stay in my loop
Best friends with Mickey, that boy is a goof

Look how I'm saucing and dripping
Bitch I go crazy, go dumb, bitch I'm ignant
Run up on us and get stitched like a fitted
Gang keep flipping that pack like a penny
Gang keep stretching that pack like it's fitness
We come thru cause a racket like tennis
She say she in love with my rod man, call me Dennis

When I pull up everybody want a pic
Don't got a lighter but come on let's take a flick
BP get shifty when he pull up with the stick
Rubbas get shifty when pull up with the stick

I just might go fed on the beat
I just might go Dior my feet
I just went fendi my tee
Cuz bitch it ain't many like me
I just might drop the top on the couple
Call that hoe Cheryl, that bitch is a swoop
You like a hamster, tryna stay in my loop
Best friends with Mickey, that boy is a goof