It ain’t me, mane it’s these bitches. I’m too lowkey, cus I smoke weed, can’t stand you bitches. I’m just so groovy, she really be up in them movies you bitches wish you knew me, so what now? You hoes bow down. What?These girls be mad that they’re not pretty, Oh well. as a queen I show no pity, I’m that girl ! From the Bay, down to Atlanta, he say I’m sweeter than a Fanta, he got me crawling like a pantha well hot damn.
All it takes is 5 minutes for a bitch to be in my business. She ain’t got shit on me, I’m who she wanna be, but
oh well. Im hot bitch can’t u tell? They say loose lips they sank ships, All these broke hoes in my mix. You bitches can’t do it like this. I can’t deal. Girl get real
I Got him bailing me out, he got my sweat all in his mouth. Thick girls is how we do it down south. It’s so good. It’s too good.
I told him pick me up around 3, He said hang tight I’m grabbing my keys. I said ok let me roll up my weed, the smoke be all that I need, I’m in motion. I love his devotion.
you ugly hoes don’t own a man, corny slut you’ve been a fan. Tell me what’s new? Bitch what you gone do? Listening boo don’t play ya self , hatin on me is bad for ya health, you can’t deal.. hoe get real. Girl don’t make me hurt yo feelings, a hatin ass hoe keep me In her mentions. It too easy ..
All the baddies in my section, broke girls lookin our direction, keep em guessing. We teachin lessons. Loser bitches keep stressing. I’m on ya mind. I don’t like your kind.
Can’t get enough, what? What? Can’t get enough.
Oh yeah, it gets better bitches can’t keep up. We them girls baby forever. Popping bottles in the club we stop never. Yeah yeah, it’s lit. We up in this bitch. So tell ya slut to pull up, & Tell yo girls knuck if you buck. What’s up!
All my real girls they hold me down, ima real queen let me fix my crown, drive my pink coupe all around town, when I walk in the room i shut shit down. Cause you know what’s up. I don’t give no fucks.
Pop it ,shake it upside down I’m a bad girl but I don’t drink brown. Keep some shades on but I see the frowns. Stay mad, I’m bout my bag.
Keep a Glock 40 in my bag, maybe why these bitches mad. They know they can’t fuck with me . I’m who they want to be. Like hoe get real. These buns is made of steel. She’s obsessed but I don’t care, I’m so fine you gots to stare. Yeah you see me. You wanna be me.
I’m a Barbie girl, but shout out Nicki. He like me cause I’m thick and pretty, these hoes be one me but that’s no Ditty, drop my top down rollin round the city . We some fly girls I can’t deny, group of bad bitches when I walk by. Don’t tell me No just tell me yes, we some Barbie’s bitch we the best. Tell him cut the check. Me an my girl how we got next, so pipe down. You hoes is clowns.
Takin private jets over seas, I’m a hot girl with Megan knees. So watch out skanks cause here we come, WERE California GIRLS, fuck where your from. Come see bout us cause we’re the best, triple D Brest on our chest.
