paroles de chanson Ops - Princess Mami

Like I don′t get why these girls be on my gram
Be everywhere
And they're like stalking me and shit
Like you don′t like my ass
So you'd be talking so much shit on a gc like what's your problem?
Are you alright?
Are you okay?
Do you need some slaps
Alright

Keep an eye out for ops
Keep an eye out for the cops
I don′t fk with the ops
I don′t fk with the cops

Bitches trynna to ride my wave
Always taking shots
When they see me doing okay
Trynna shoot down my plane
Hit em with a ttu ttu then the whole thing changed
Dami is a queen in the booth
Dami is a queen on the stage
Dami too wavey
Never let Fk boy play me
But if I want your man
Ooooooo only God gon save him
Switch up
Make I hit you with these lifelines
Fakes ones switch sides like it's half time
See they always come around for the sunshine
Then they leave with the money in the dark times
But I ain′t tripping
Champagne sipping
Bitches want me dead cuz they mans stay tripping
Coming for the crown
Mehn I'm coming for the bread
Anybody in my ways got it coming to the head
Like bamm
I lam the trillest
I go gorillas
Dami ain′t playing with nas
Dami a queen to these bitches
Dami is a princess
Got niggas asking who is this
Got bitches all in business
Like what is your problem
They say they don't like me
So how come you liking my pictures