Foreign money
Skr skr
Shya
Whoa whoa whoa

Bitches be pressed ‘bout these niggas
I’m not impressed by these niggas
Might get some neck out these niggas
Then get a check out of these niggas
I’m turning up on you hos
I had enough of these bitches
I do not fuck with these bitches
I think I’m too much for these bitches
All you hos mad cause I’m up now
Brand new Rollie got it bust down
Yellow tape the scene when I touch down yeah
Everywhere I go get shut down
I’m turning up on you hos
I had enough of these bitches
I do not fuck with these bitches
I think I’m too much for these bitches

You hos ain’t trying to get no money
I be finessing these niggas
I don’t have sex with these niggas
Just get a check out of nigga
I don’t want to fuck on your nigga
I want that bread from your nigga
I don’t be loving these niggas
Might get some neck from your nigga
Killing these hos that’s case closed
Your nigga just put me on the payroll
He want me to show him what it’s made for
You loving these niggas you bitches be tripping
Ain’t trusting these niggas ain’t catching no feelings
These hos steady hating
My whip got no ceiling
You bitches is basic
I’m one in a million
Versace the shows you see the Medusa
Bitches be talking their pussy the loosest
This pussy made with the rarest of juices
I’m sick of these mutts
Belong in the pound
I swear they can’t keep my name out their mouth
They got to pay me to see me come out
I chase a check I ain’t chasing no clout
Lil’ bitty bitch

Bitches be pressed ‘bout these niggas
I’m not impressed by these niggas
Might get some neck out these niggas
Then get a check out of these niggas
I’m turning up on you hos
I had enough of these bitches
I do not fuck with these bitches
I think I’m too much for these bitches
All you hos mad cause I’m up now
Brand new Rollie got it bust down
Yellow tape the scene when I touch down yeah
Everywhere I go get shut down
I’m turning up on you hos
I had enough of these bitches
I do not fuck with these bitches
I think I’m too much for these bitches

I think I’m too much for these bitches
I like to fuck on my ho’s hos
My bitches got to be bad bad
I’m trying to get me a bag bag
Got her in love with that drip drip
Lil’ mama thick with that ass ass
Had to extend on a clip clip
I got these lil’ niggas mad mad
I ran up a forty and got me a Rollie
I took me a thirty and went got a birdie
I took a twenty got mama a Birkin
Got back to ten and got right back to serving
These niggas be pressed about these hos
I ain’t even impressed by these hos
Get that neck out these hos
Then I’m gone get a check out these hos
I done heard what they said about these hos
Y’all know I got to have that big mack
Get big racks big racks big racks
Playing man I'll push your shit back
Big fact big fact big facts
It’s too much thug with me they don’t want pressure
They know what’s up with me I’m with the extra
Search
I get a bitch I’ma bless her
I feel special

Bitches be pressed ‘bout these niggas
I’m not impressed by these niggas
Might get some neck out these niggas
Then get a check out of these niggas
I’m turning up on you hos
I had enough of these bitches
I do not fuck with these bitches
I think I’m too much for these bitches
All you hos mad cause I’m up now
Brand new Rollie got it bust down
Yellow tape the scene when I touch down yeah
Everywhere I go get shut down
I’m turning up on you hos
I had enough of these bitches
I do not fuck with these bitches
I think I’m too much for these bitches
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