

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] First off tell em hoes I get dowwn Gettin money hoe, I’m cumin in and out of towwn 1st up ain’t nobody gon get her Fat cake and ya man wanna tip her Ain’t nobody touching me You think you got a man but I’m got him on a leash She like, He at home hoe that man really up stairs I’m like you funny hoe cuz no body even really cares [Verse 2] Yeah I'm stepping in the room, smelling like a million bucks Got these dusty hoes pressed, looking like some sitting ducks He keep begging for a text, leaving comments on the gram But I only entertain him if he paying for the glam I'm out of your league, way out of your tax bracket Tryna step to this heat, you better pack a jacket You fighting for a ring, I'm fighting for the bag Pull up to the restaurant and popping all the tags [Outro] Quit talking, running round me I ain’t got time I’m bout to go and eat Steak Lobster Scrimps too Potatoes Eggs Oo i gotta poot Get away from me I walk real stank Go chase ya destiny You should’ve never messed with me I'm eating five star, you stuck in a ditch Now watch me walk away... Bitch!
Tags
rap, trap, hip hop, funk, bass, female, house
1:23
No
4/10/2026