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Circle full of hoes, I
blow my nose, it look like wintertime These niggas love me now but wasn't no love when I
ain't have a
dime I
play with' yo mind before yo dick, I
need a
bigger plate Like fuck yo dinner date, I
need a
Rover for the
interstate Money over niggas, bigger budgets to blow Bigger packs I
gotta flip 'cause I
got places to go Bigger booties in my dm, bigger reefer to smoke Bigger crystals for my mental, I
zone out on you hoes I
need all my fucking space, this pussy fire but y'ain't say ya grace I
ain't tryna race, I'm getting paid, I
can't relax today Virgo like Beyoncé, sipping lemonade in Gucci shades Patting my Beyoncé braids, watching niggas masturbate Smarter than these niggas, they done taught me too much Ion trust 'em, fuck ya, pay me, ain't no dick in the
guts Kill a
stage and rock a
lace, evil eyes and pretty face Yo big homie wanna taste, he love bbymutha shape In the
kitchen with the
dishes, getting money with' my bitches Popping molly and my bitches scrape the
pot and get to business I
want a
diamond choker, need a
bigger bed to hoe on With' my boyfriend and his boyfriend, buy one get one like a
coupon Talking so much shit, I
kill a
hoe with the
stench Hurt ya feelings, oh ya injured, go'on and sit on the
bench Counting money, green fingertips, call me the
Grinch Need a
plug? I
can direct you to a
play and a
pinch, bitch Money on my mental, golden dental, own it, you a
rental Flexing on my exes, they pathetic, fuck it, ion feel 'em Bitches love to stalk me, hear 'em talking, I
just gotta laugh See you in the
streets, you want a
jack or want a
autograph? Tryna keep me down just 'cause they know I'm the
shit Shoulda kept her in the
house but now I'm fucking yo bitch Keep a
pistol in the
couch, a
block away from the
brick Watercolors in my crown, the
queen of art in this bitch I
got issues, you got issues, we just human, I
could never stress I
know how it feel to be a
loser, bitch, I
know you pressed See me in them magazines and yeah, my crib a
fucking mess And yet you still can't fuck up my rotation, bitch, I'm fucking blessed Child of the
universe, the
star of my show I'm on Pluto popping molly, percocets with' ya hoe Twenty-eight years down, I
got plenty to go You can't treat me like no rookie, I'm just letting you know I
work hard for third dimensional respect Like, fuck the
internet You bitches wouldn't say it to my face 'cause y'ain't said it yet Ducking and they dodging, camouflaging, tuck they little tails You don't want it with the
queen of Hell, catch a
shell I'm the
perfect bitch to beaf with' if you looking for steak Money me of molly me, or we got nothing to say I
was cool with' riding buckets but I'm ready for raves Funny business got you bitches left out in the
cold in the
rain, bitch
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