Lyrics




How many fucking times do I have to tell you?
I DON'T CARE!
New Hellcat and this shit go fast
New Bankroll and I'm feeling blessed
Bitch i'm up you won't see me stress
No one like me, i'm far from the rest
Probably the reason my ex hate my ex
Probably the reason I flex how I flex
Or her new man he hate me, I fuck her the best
That boy is a chicken i'm really a rex, hold up
Gimme that shit lemme roll up
She act like a baby, no stroller
Put mask on my face, no corona
Yeah, yeah
She callin' me toxic, I fuck on her friend
Oh really I'm sorry, I really can't learn
I leave a bitch once and I never go back
If a shawty leave me, you know she runnin' back (uh)
One or two reasons to flex on a bitch
With this .34 we gone fuck up your shit
Five or six bitches they all on my dick
Seven to eight times I fucked on his bitch
I was like nine when I found 'bout my gift
10 years old never knew I'd be this
I turned eleven made a vow i'd be rich
Screaming fuck twelve, they all on my dick
Me and my shawty like Bonnie and Clyde
Only difference I won't die for no thot
I'm a feminist, spend a bag on these hoes for my benefit
Do it like Ellen DeGeneres
Lift up that Maxi and show me where magic is
Suck with no hands, you gon get different packages
Hop in the club we don't care what the damage is (uh)
She told me I coulda acted way better
I shoulda played my part too
But for me I think I played more than my part
I don't know, like these bitches be crazy
I need a milli' from rap
These bitches they like to be cap
These bitches they all on my snap
My brodie still up in the trap
Wanna beef me you know where i'm at
Wanna beef us you know where we at
You ain't pass me and I took a nap
I'm an artist, it's hard to adapt (uh)
He be talkin' on my name, I snipe while I'm
In a plane
The same bitch we beefing about, I fucked her inside of her house
The same bitch he beefing about
Is the one who is always so loud (hah)
I'm a top boy, man I feel like I'm Modie
Fuck that bitch once and I pass her to brodie
Fuck all the beef, man I need me a Rollie
Ain't the best yet but I'm getting there slowly
Gotta climb to the top, I don't care if it's lonely
Composure lads, composure
RESPECT ME!



Writer(s): Franik Busuttil



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