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MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Look, my bitches all bad, my niggas all real
I ride on his dick, in some big tall heels
Big fat checks, big large bills
Front, I'll flip like ten cartwheels
Cold ass bitch, I give broads chills
Ten different looks and my looks all kill
I kiss him in the mouth, I feel all grills
He eat in the car, that's meals on wheels (woo!)
I was born to flex (yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' رابـ*ـطه (woo!)
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (money)
All I really wanna see is the (money)
I don't really need the D, I need the (money)
All a bad bitch need is the (money)
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (bow)
Shake a little ass (money)
You get a little bag and take it to the store (store, money)
Get a little cash (money)
You shake it real fast, you get a little more (money)
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (brrr)
Bustin' out the roof (Cardi)
I gotta fly, I need a jet, shit
I need room for my legs
I got a baby, I need some money, yeah
I need cheese for my egg
All y'all bitches in trouble
Bring brass knuckles to the scuffle
I heard that Cardi went pop
Yeah, I did go pop (pop)
That's me bustin' they bubble
I'm Dasani with the drip
Baby mommy with the clip
Walk out Follie's with a bitch
Bring a thottie to the whip
Is she fine or she thick, goddamn
Walkin' past the mirror, ooh
Damn, I'm fine (fine)
Let a bitch try me, boom
Hammer time, uh
I was born to flex (yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' رابـ*ـطه (woo!)
But nothing in this world that I like more than checks (money)
All I really wanna see is the (money)
I don't really need the D, I need the (money)
All a bad bitch need is the (money)
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Touch me, I'll shoot (bow)
Shake a little ass (money)
You get a little bag and take it to the store (store, money)
Get a little cash (money)
You shake it real fast, you get a little more (money)
I got bands in the coupe (coupe)
Bustin' out the roof
I got bands in the coupe (brrr)
Touch me, I'll shoot (bow)
Bitch, I will pop at your pops (your pops)
Bitch, I will pop on whoever (brrr)
You know who popped the most shit? (Who?)
The people whose shit not together (okay)
You'da bet Cardi a freak (freak)
All my pajamas is leather (Uh)
Bitch, I will black on your ass
Wakanda forever
Sweet like a honey bun, spit like a Tommy gun
Rollie a one of one, come get your mommy some
Cardi at the tip-top, bitch
Kiss the ring and kick rocks, sis (uh)
Jump it down, back it up (ooh, ayy)
Make that nigga put down 2K
I like my niggas dark like D'USSÉ
He gonna eat this ass like soup (ayy)
I was born to flex, diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' رابـ*ـطه
But nothing in this world that I like more than Kulture
All I really wanna see is the (money)
I don't really need the D, I need the (money)
All a bad bitch need is the
K, K, C (woo!)
Money
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)
(Money)

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Look, I just want to break up all your shit, call your mama phone
Let her know that she raised a bitch, then dial tone, click
And لعنتی your little fake ass friends
Come around actin' like they my bros
I seen y'all little group texts
Where you all like to brag about your hoes
And you can tell your little bitch
I screenshotted all her naked pics
Oh, you wanna send nudes to my man?
Wake up and see your boobs on the 'Gram?
Lil' bitch, I cannot stand you, right hand to Jesus
I might just cut all the tongues out your sneakers
Smash your TV from Best Buy
You gon' turn me into into Left Eye
I don't wanna hear 'bout invasion of privacy
I had a feeling, it turns out you lie to me
I'm holdin' back everything that's inside of me
How you all fuckin' with bitches that follow me?
My heart is beating like it's bleeding out
You sleepin', you sleepin', you sleepin'
You sleeping like a baby
Everyone was right about you now, and
You creepin', you creepin', you creepin'
I went through your phone last night
I went through your phone last night
Saw some things I didn't like
I went through your phone last night
It's killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh
All I can see is you and her in different scenarios
Beyoncé on my stereo, "Resentment" on repeat
I'ma make a bowl of cereal with a teaspoon of bleach
Serve it to you like, "Here you go, nigga, bon appétit"
Look did you give it to her raw? You love her or nah?
You risk your whole home for a hoe from the bar?
You really want them hoes? You can have them bitches
You don't even cheat with no badder bitches
This shit is eatin' me, you sleepin' peacefully
Gettin' more mad at you, thinkin' 'bout stabbin' you
Don't even know that you this close to dyin'
You gon' wake up like, "Why you got an attitude?"
My heart is beating like it's bleeding out
You sleepin', you sleepin', you sleepin'
You sleeping like a baby
Everyone was right about you now, and
You creepin', you creepin', you creepin'
I went through your phone last night
I went through your phone last night
Saw some things I didn't like
I went through your phone last night
It's killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh
It's killin' me
It's killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh
It's killin' me
It's killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh
It's killin' me
It's killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh
It's killin' me
I went through your phone last night
I went through your phone last night
Saw some things I didn't like
I went through your phone last night
It's killin' me, killin' me, killin' me, oh

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Diego, Diego (Hitmaka!)
(B-B-Bankroll Got it)
Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp (skrrt)
Bought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop (pew, pew, pew)
Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (nah)
Rock Chanel with my white toes and we speak in code (shh)
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (nah)
I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow (yeah, yeah)
I might slap the shit out a bitch, caught her playin' around (playin' around)
I rock Prada, لعنتی with ballers that be movin' pounds (trappers)
Make that nigga ice me out, these hoes gon' لعنتی for free though (free though)
I get chips like Cheetos, 1942, no Tito (nah)
Bitch, I'm quarantine clean, you can't touch me with gloves
Nigga rollin' off a bean, tryna shoot up the club (shoot up the club)
Hate when silly hoes talk crazy on the 'Gram, bitch, get your bag up
I'm a city girl with the backend, can't wait to go and act up
Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp (skrrt)
Bought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop (pew, pew, pew)
Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (nah)
Rock Chanel with my white toes and we speak in code (shh)
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (nah)
I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow (21) (yeah, yeah)
I got M's for days, I like sticks and K's (21)
I'm a real stepper, I don't stand in line for J's (on God)
If that's your shooter, I hope you paid him minimum wage (21)
Caught his BM at the stop sign, she said she go both ways (on God)
I'm big 4L and they know that (21)
Run up on me, I'ma blow that (straight up)
Please tell me where the opps at (straight up)
'Cause they never be where the hoes at (pussy)
What's your advance? I blow that (pussy)
Hunnid round drum, nigga, hold that (pussy)
I take a walk when I pour that (21)
Them niggas drink green with they broke ass (21)
Chrome Heart jeans with the racks in 'em (facts)
All my spots got plaques in 'em (facts)
All my cars got straps in 'em (big facts)
All my songs got facts in 'em (bigger facts)
All my opps got racks with 'em (21)
Slaughter Gang, I'll stick an axe in 'em (21)
Never been friendly, I don't dap niggas (21)
I don't want a Grammy, I'm a rap nigga (21)
Yeah, pull up, drop the top, hopped out on a opp (skrrt)
Bought the baby Glock, bitch, I came to mop (pew, pew, pew)
Pocket full of knots, I get racks a lot
Birkin for the chop, got these bitches shocked
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (nah)
Rock Chanel with my white toes and we speak in code (shh)
I like them dope boys with them Rolls, I can't beef with hoes (nah)
I might boot up with my hoes, make her eat it slow (yeah, yeah)

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

I left a nigga on read 'cause I felt like it
Dress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket
Dapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks divine
No wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like
I do what I like, I do, I do
I do what I like, I do, I do
I do what I like, I do, I do
I do what I like, I do, I do
I think us bad bitches is a gift from God (gift from God)
I think you broke hoes need to get a job (get a job)
Now I'm a boss, I write my own name on the checks (Cardi)
Pussy so good, I say my own name during رابـ*ـطه
I might smack a bitch 'cause I felt like it
Gucci shoes and a belt like it
Said that Cardi is his favorite fragrance
I'm a rich bitch and I smell like it
I'm in a boss bitch mood, ay, these heels are Givenchy, hoe
These are some boss bitch shoes
If you ain't no boss bitch, move, ay
For the record, I set record record sales
I like niggas that been in and outta jail
They said by now that I'll be finished, hard to tell (I can tell)
My little 15 minutes lasted long as hell, huh?
I left a nigga on read 'cause I felt like it
Dress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket
Dapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks divine
No wonder, wonder why I do whatever I like
I do what I like, I do, I do
I do what I like, I do, I do
I do what I like, I do, I do
I do what I like, I do, I do
Look, broke hoes do what they can (can)
Good girls do what they told (told)
Bad bitches do what they want (they want)
That's why a bitch is so cold
I'm a gangsta in a dress, I'm a bully in the bed
Only time that I'm a lady's when I lay these hoes to rest
The coupe is roofless, but I get top in it
I'm provocative, it's my prerogative
80K just to know what time is it
Cardi rockin' it, go buy stock in it
Spent what I want, ain't no limit
I say what I want, I ain't never been timid
Only real shit comes out my mouth and only real niggas go in it
Leave his texts on read, leave his balls on blue
Put it on airplane mode so none of those calls come through
Here's a word to my ladies
Don't you give these niggas none (give 'em none)
If they can make you richer, they can make you cum
I left a nigga on read 'cause I felt like it
Dress me down in that Raf, Saint Laurent jacket
Dapper, dapper, I look fine and my checks divine
No wonder wonder why I do whatever I like
I do what I like, I do, I do
I do what I like, I do, I do
I do what I like, I do, I do
I do what I like, I do, I do

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Mm, mm, mm (better stop playing with me)
Yeah, yeah (bitch better stop playing with me)
Bitter, oh, mad at me, mad at my nigga (better stop playing with me)
Yeah, yeah, yeah (playing with me)
(Better stop playing with me) mmh
Bitter, yeah, mad at me, mad at my nigga
Mad at the fact he ain't with you, mad at the fact that it's me
But this shit bigger than me and you alone
So why you putting on for TheShadeRoom and Insta'?
Bitches just be looking for attention
Trust me, you can get it (get it)
Pull up whenever, whenever
You know I'm with it, don't get it twisted
Nothing like none of these bitches
But, sometimes, I get in my feelings
Sometimes I know I be tripping (tripping)
But why these hoes all in our business?
How he don't care 'bout his children? (How he don't care?)
How he supposed to be there? Y'all won't let him get 'em
How you posted like that on the 'Gram for a thousand?
I bet you can't post a picture (bet you can't, bet you can't)
Wondering if you even know this bitch, for real
London, did you screw this bitch for real?
They be on that groupie shit, for real (ah)
And I know she thought she struck when she let a nigga لعنتی
Man, that bitch is looking stuck (stuck as لعنتی)
And I bet you, when you came, that she thought she came up
Now that bitch up feeling dumb (I bet your bitch feeling dumb)
She prolly thought it came with a million (came with a million)
She prolly thought you changed how she living
Prolly thought that dick came with the fame and the riches
Bitter (bitter), yeah, mad at me, mad at my nigga
Mad at the fact he ain't with you, mad at the fact that it's me
But this shit bigger than me and you alone
So why you putting on for TheShadeRoom and Insta'?
Bitches just be looking for attention
bitter baby mama
Always point her finger at a nigga, whenever it's the problem
Always put the blame on a nigga instead of tryna solve it
Always wanna gossip, her and her friend have been talking
But whatever they be saying ain't 'bout shit (ain't 'bout shit)
Think a nigga supposed to pay for they outfit
Get they nails and feet done, and her hair did (yeah)
You ain't shit, bitch
Claim you independent, but you ain't did shit
Live on Section 8, but still can't pay rent, mmh
(Better stop playing with me) you ain't shit, bitch
Leave your children with your mama, and you ain't raised shit
But you want that child support, what you think this is? (Mmh)
(Better stop playing with me)
Just because you let him smash, that don't mean he ever knew ya (stop playing with me)
Just 'cause y'all got a past, that don't mean you got a future (better stop playing with me)
This mine for life (mine for life), no switching sides (switching sides)
We ride or die, and that's why I know you
Bitter, yeah, mad at me, mad at my nigga
Mad at the fact he ain't with you, mad at the fact that it's me
But this shit bigger (but this shit bigger) than me and you alone
So why you putting on for TheShadeRoom and Insta'? (ShadeRoom)
Bitches just be looking for attention
Well, Summer Walker, you know, I been seeing
You know, all the bullshit that's been going on with you today
And, you know, I don't know if the rumors are true
I don't know, I don't care, it's not my business
But if it is true, don't let bitches, like, make
Don't have them hav-, feel like they have a one up by destroying your moment
By fucking telling your business to the world
On some, "Ha-ha, yeah, I'ma do it on purpose, I'ma do it spitefully"
Do it your own way and do it beautifully, do it special
If you are pregnant and everything, say it in a beautiful way in your music
Say why you, you know, decided to be with your nigga
Even though you have problems, put that drama in your music, yeah
'Cause if bitches wanna get clout off you, you gon' get clout off them
And you gonna put that shit in your music
Say some shit like, "I got my own fucking money"
Make them bitches feel hurt, hit them bitches where it hurt
And put that shit in your music and make money off it in your music
لعنتی these hoes!

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Come on
Be grown, suck a dick, be nasty
Niggas like bitches that pop off and suck dick all day long
I'm a stripper hoe, I'm 'bout this shmoney
Was-was-washpoppin'
Was-was-washpoppin'
I've been tryna get on my boujee shit
Was-was-washpoppin'
I was trying to be like a lady
But y'all be getting me tight!
Woo, I need all my money makers, bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas, bring that cash out
Don't you see these (big ass titties) and this ass out?
I need all my money makers, bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas, bring that cash out
Don't you see these (big ass titties) and this ass out?
Lil' trick, go bust a band on a bitch
Now give me all that money you be spending on your chick
Now give me all that money you be spending on your kid
Now give me all that money you been stacking for your rent nigga
I'm just into making money, I ain't into making love
When you hear "that stripper hoe", I'm the one you thinking of
I'm the bitch they love to hate, I'm the bitch they hate and love
Yellow bitch, I look like Diamond in the "Player's Club"
You want to be my main squeeze baby, don't you?
You want to give a bitch a seed baby, don't you?
You hit the club with 20 G's baby, don't you?
And spend that all on Cardi B baby, don't you?
I need like 10k right now
I need like 20k right now
I need like 50k right now
All you broke niggas get out the way right now
I need all my money makers, bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas, bring that cash out
Don't you see these (big ass titties) and this ass out?
I need all my money makers, bring that cash out
I need all my D boys to bring that cash out
I need all my scammer niggas, bring that cash out
Don't you see these (big ass titties) and this ass out?
Bitch, I got ass and titties
F big lips
You niggas want لعنتی me, F in my bag
Oh, nah, that fake titty overseeing some real shit
You fuckin' boring ass hoes!
Look, real niggas لعنتی with me, the bad bitches لعنتی with me
So if you don't, prolly 'cause you broke or you ugly
Real niggas لعنتی with me, the bad bitches لعنتی with me

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Yeah baby, I like it like that
You gotta' believe me when I tell you
I said I like it like that
You gotta' believe me when I tell you
I said I like it like
Now I like dollars, I like diamonds, I like stunting, I like shining
I like million dollar deals, where's my pen, bitch I'm signin' (Signin')
I like those Balenciagas (Those), the ones that look like socks
I like going to the jeweler, I put rocks all in my watch (Cha-ching)
I like texts from my exes, when they want a second chance (What?)
I like proving niggas wrong, I do what they say I can't (She can't)
They call me Cardi Bardi, banging body, spicy mami, hot tamale
Hotter than a Somali, fur coat, Ferrari
Hop out the stu', jump in the coupe (Coupe)
Big Dipper on top of the roof
Flexing on bitches as hard as I can
Eating halal, driving the Lam'
Told that bitch I'm sorry (Sorry)
'Bout my coins like Mario (Mario)
Yeah they call me Cardi B
I run this shit like cardio
Oh, damn
Diamond district in the jag (Gang, I said I like it like that)
Certified, you know I'm gang, gang (Gang, gang I said I like it like)
Drop the top and blow the brains, wouh (Wouh! I said I like it like that)
Oh he's so handsome, what's his name? (Yeah, wouh, I said I like it)
Oh I need the dollars, cha-ching (I said I like it like that)
Beat it up like piñatas (I said I like it like)
Tell the driver, close the curtains (I said I like it like that, skrt)
Bad bitch make him nervous (I said I like it)
Cardi B
Chambean, chambean, pero no jalan (¡Jalan!)
Tú compras to'a las Jordan, bo', a mí me las regalan (Hehe-he)
I spend in the club (wouh), what you have in the bank (Yeah)
This is the new religion, bang, en Latino gang, gang, yeah
Trato de hacer dieta (Yeah), pero es que en el closet tengo mucha grasa (Wouh)
Ya mudé la' Gucci pa' dentro de casa, yeh (¡Wouh!)
Cabrón, a ti no te conocen ni en Plaza (No)
El Diablo me llama, pero Jesucristo me abraza (Amén)
Guerrero como Eddie, que viva la raza, yeh
Me gustan boricuas, me gustan cubana'
Me gusta el acento de las colombianas (¿Qué hubo pues?)
Como mueve el culo la dominicana (¿Qué lo que?)
Lo rico que me chingan las venezolanas (¡Wouh!)
Andamos activos, Perico Pin Pin (Wouh)
Billetes de cien en el maletín (Ching)
Que retumbe el bajo, Bobby Valentín, yeh (Boo)
Aquí es prohibido amar, diles, Charytín
Que pal' picor les tengo Claritín
Yo llego a la disco y se forma el motín (Rrr)
Diamond district in the jag (Gang, I said I like it like that)
Bad Bunny baby, bebé, bebé, bebé
Certified, you know I'm gang, gang (Gang, gang I said I like it like)
Drop the top and blow the brains, wouh (Wouh! I said I like it like that)
Oh he's so handsome, what's his name? (Yeah, wouh, I said I like it)
Oh I need the dollars, cha-ching (I said I like it like that)
Beat it up like piñatas (I said I like it like)
Tell the driver, close the curtains (I said I like it like that, skrt)
Bad bitch make him nervous (I said I like it)
Como Celia Cruz tengo el azúcar (azúca')
Tu jeva me vio y se fue de pecho como Jimmy Snuka (Ah)
Te vamos tumbar la peluca
Y arranca pal' carajo, cabrón, que a ti no te vo'a pasar la hookah (Hookah, hookah)
Mis tenis Balenciaga me reciben en la entrada (Wouh)
Pa-pa-pa-parazzi, like I'm Lady Gaga (Wouh)
Y no te me hagas (Hey)
Que en cover de Billboard tú has visto mi cara (Hey)
No salgo de tu mente (Wouh)
Donde quieras que viajes has escuchado "Mi Gente"
Yo no soy high (high), soy como el Testarossa ('Rossa)
Yo soy el que se la vive y también el que la goza (Goza, goza)
Es la cosa, mami es la cosa (Cosa, cosa)
El que mira sufre y el que toca goza (Goza, goza)
I said I like it like that
I said I like it like that (Rrr)
I said I like it like that (Wouh)
I said I like it like that
Diamond district in the jag (Gang, I said I like it like that)
Certified, you know I'm gang, gang (Gang, gang I said I like it like)
Drop the top and blow the brains, wouh (I said I like it like that)
Oh he's so handsome, what's his name? (I said I like it)

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Yeah, skrrt
M-M-M-Murda
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?), we didn't take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears) gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift, ) on the Nawf, get serious (serious)
Face all your fears, then get at me
Hit so many donuts on them backstreets
Sit so high in the nosebleeds (yeah)
Feel like I can fly, yeah
Xans, Perky, check (yeah) Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball, just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall, walk in with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (hey), now she can't go back
Xans, Perky, check (yeah) Bill Belichick
Take the air out the ball (yeah), just so I can flex
Take the air out the mall (hey), walk in with the sacks
Take the air out your broad (woo, woo, woo, E)
Offset (Uh)
The coupe came imported (hey)
This season's Off-white, come and snorted (white)
Green Lamborghini, a tortoise (Lambo)
No human being, I'm immortal (no)
Patek and A.P. full of water (Patek)
Hundred K, I spend on my señora (racks)
My pinky on margarine, butter (margarine)
And my ears got McDonald's nuggets (ayy)
Soon as I land on the Leer (whew)
Piguets, they wet, tears ('guets)
488, hit the gears (488)
Suicide doors, Britney Spears
I'm boujee, so bitch, don't get near (boujee)
Criss Angel, make dope disappear (voila)
Hit the gas, it got flames out the rears (skrrt)
It's a race to the bag, get the mills (hey)
Ride the dick like a BMX
No nigga wanna be my ex (no)
I love when he go on tour
'Cause he cums more when I see him less
I get upset off, I turn Offset on
I told him the other day
Man, we should sell that porn
Yeah, Cardi B, I'm back, bitches
I don't wanna hear I'm actin' different (yeah)
Same lips that be talkin' 'bout me
Is the same lips that be ass kissin'
These hoes ain't what they say they are
And they pussy stink, they catfishin' (stank)
Same hoes that was sendin' shots

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

They reachin' out like they back itchin
Why would I hop in some beef? (Why?)
When I could just hop in a Porsche?
You heard she, gon' do what, from who?
That's not a reliable source
So tell me have you seen her?
Let me wrap my weave up
I'm the trap Selena
Dame más gasolina (skrrt)
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court (court, jump)
Uh, yo, watch your man
Then you should watch your mouth
Bitches is pressed, administer mouth to mouth
You see them stats, you know what I am about
I am the champ, I'm Iron Mikin' about
Attention, I'ma need you to face front
You don't wanna smoke with me, this is a laced blunt
Rap's Jackie Chan, we ain't pulin' them fake stunts
My crown won't fit on your bum ass lace fronts (uh)
You bitches catchin' a fade, shout out my nigga Lil' Boosie
All of your friends'll be dead, you can get hit with that Uzi
I call him Ricky, he say he love me like Lucy
Get you a straw nigga, you know this pussy is juicy
This Givenchy is custom made, now you can't get it at Saks though
I don't work in no office, but they copyin' and that's facts though
I ain't tryna be violent, but if Nicki on it, it slaps, hoe
Get you lined for that paper, like a loose leaf, when that strap blow
I'm with a couple bad bitches that'll rip the party
If Quavo the QB, I'm Nick Lombardi
Pull up in the space coupe, I done linked with Marty
I can actually afford to get a pink Bugatti
"Aye yo Nick, didn't you just do a hit with Gotti?"
That too, but my niggas send hits like Gotti
It's a wrap, like the things on the head of a Saudi
Bitch, you my son, go and sit on the potty (rrrr)
Brand new Chanels (Chanels)
I scuffed 'em runnin' from 12 (12)
Ain't make no commitment with none of you bitches
'Cause money is treatin' me well (uh uh)
If Nicki should show me her titty
Right hand on the Bible
I swear I won't tell (swear)
If I get to play with that kitty
I wonder how many platinums we gon' sell (albums)
Pop a Perc and catch a feel (I pop one)
Now I cannot feel the wheel (woah)
My chest bad, give me chills
And the left hand on Richard Mille (ice)
Not the watch, but the price on the ice
If you don't know what that is (huh)
Motorsport, motorville
Abort the mission, that's a kill (pew, pew, brrr)
Motorsport, yeah, put that thing in sport (skrrt, skrrt)
Shawty bad (bad), pop her like a cork (pop it)
You a dork, never been a sport (dork, yeah)
Pull up (woo, woo), jumpin' out the court (court jump)
Cotton candy (drink), my cup tastes like the fair (cotton)
Straight up there (where?) we didn't take the stairs (where?)
Faced my fears (fears) gave my mama tears (mama)
Shiftin' gears (shift, ) on the Nawf, get serious (serious)
Girl, yeah, yeah
I wish my grandma could see me (grandma)
Take away, pain ain't easy (pain)
That's why I fire up a bleezy (fire)
Niggas not cappin' this season

MaSuMeH_M · 19/3/23

Daytrip took it to 10 (hey)
Oh here we go, please let me know
Off we go, don't leave me in the cold
If I took you everywhere, then well, you wouldn't know how to walk
If I spoke on your behalf, then well, you wouldn't know how to talk
If I gave you everything and everything is what I bought
I can take it all back, I never cared 'bout what you thought
I didn't mean to make you mad, I don't like when you're upset
I'ma call you later on, baby girl, don't you forget
I'ma take you from this party, we might go and have some رابـ*ـطه
Or we do that later on, now we lit like cigarettes
I thought you would stay with me
I'm yours and you're mine, I envy
So what I'm gon' do?
I don't have no clue, ain't no me without you
Oh here we go, please let me know
Off we go, don't leave me in the cold
If I took you everywhere, then well, you wouldn't know how to walk
If I spoke on your behalf, then well, you wouldn't know how to talk
If I gave you everything and everything is what I bought
I can take it all back, I never cared 'bout what you thought (Cardi)
Look, gunshot, gunshot
Thought you heard about me, must not, must not
Last nigga did me dirty, dirty
Like a bathroom in a truck stop, truck stop
Now my heart, it feels like Brillo, I'm hard like armadillo
Can't be no nigga ex, I could only be his widow
That's a fact, dressed in black, my heart break, bones will crack
I be chilling, watching Oxygen, my favorite show is "Snapped" ("Snapped", "Snapped")
Now you know how I get, every day, a foreign whip
Rather see you in a hearse than see you with some other bitch
Huh?
Oh here we go, please let me know
Off we go, don't leave me in the cold
If I took you everywhere, then well, you wouldn't know how to walk
If I spoke on your behalf, then well, you wouldn't know how to talk
If I gave you everything and everything is what I bought
I can take it all back, I never cared 'bout what you thought
(I thought you would stay with me
I'm yours and you're mine, I envy
So what I'm gon' do?
I don't have no clue, ain't no me without you)

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