Lyrics: Cashmere Small/Ereunna Mccoy/Emre Tunç/Danilla Zanin/Shamar Williams Cox/Shanice Cameron/ZEDDY WILL
Music: Cashmere Small/Ereunna Mccoy/Emre Tunç/Danilla Zanin/Shamar Williams Cox/Shanice Cameron/ZEDDY WILL
Rich-ass bitch from the Westside, only see a bitch like me in his dreams (Dreams)
Really thought he was gon' get somethin', nigga, please get on your knees (It's YKNIECE)
I got these hoes mad as hell, I mix the Louis with Shein (Yes, I do it)
Ain't never stressin' 'bout no nigga, these niggas worry 'bout me
Kitty good (Kitty good), this wham fat (This wham fat, uh)
Once you start **** with them lame-ass hoes, you can stay where you at (Yeah)
I'm out of reach, I'm countin' racks, I can't even call you back (Damn)
This pussy too good, you ain't got no value, you might as well fall back (Nigga, beat it, huh)
He say this booty so fat, he in love with the walk (Damn)
Don't like the hear too much, I put it in his mouth if he talk (Shut up)
He don't want me doin' nothin', nigga, **** what you 'bout (What the hell?)
I'm the type of bitch to put him out his own ****in' house (Bye-bye)
I'm in love with buyin' Shein, he in love with buyin' me rings, yeah (Yeah)
The type he want, guess I'm the girl of his dreams (Dadadada)
In that bed, I show out, he know I do a couple things (Huh)
And that shh so big, in love with my Black king, huh
The way that ass fat, girl, it's turnin' me on (Uh)
Let's go board a jet, put you in Ricky and Chrome (Uh)
Get you what you want, laid up and naked at home (Uh)
You know Shamar winnin', I been waitin' so long (So long)
Black truck pick you up at 3 (In the morn')
Let's go on rides, you and me (In the morn')
Show me how long you can fight
Hoes be mad it's me
Rich bitch, still shop on Shein (Rich nigga, still sippin' lean)
They wanna compare, but can't compete (You know Shamar winnin', I been waitin' so long)
Can put the biggest baller on his knees
And make her eat (And make him eat)
You know I wanna touch it (He wanna touch it)
If I get the kitty, then I'm lucky (And if you get the kitty, then you lucky)
Booty so fat, pants bustin' (Booty so fat, my pants bustin')
Please don't spend the night if you ain't ****in' (I can spend the night, but I ain't ****in')
I'm tryna ****, bitch (No, I ain't ****in')
Another day, another ho mad, why they hatin' on you so bad?
Probably 'cause you always poppin' it, I heard the new body got 'em so mad
Yesterday, you had no ass, now it's lookin' like the opposite
And you deserve a real nigga, let me be the one to show you all type of shit
I know you probably tired of the lame shit, niggas playin' in your face shit
Talkin' 'bout he gon' take you out, when the day come, he never say shit
Girls wanna be your friend, whole time hatin' on you on some fake shit
But they never say it to your face, why? 'Cause they know you not the one to play with
You my favorite woman with an attitude
Please don't let another nigga damage you
Know that pussy sweeter than some cantaloupe
This shit here gon' blow up like a cannon do
I won't be a boy, I'll be a man to you
I know I'm a sleazy, I'm romantic too
**** that other nigga, he can't handle you
Woah, woah
Nobody bad as she (Hoes be mad it's me)
Rich nigga, take you to Celine (Rich bitch, still shop on Shein)
I told them other bitches they can leave (They wanna compare, but can't compete)
Can't wait to get the baddest on her knees (Can put the biggest baller on his knees)
And make her eat (And make him eat)
I wanna touch it (He wanna touch it)
I knew that you was nasty, I'm disgustin' (And if you get the kitty, then you lucky)
Booty so fat (Booty so fat, my pants bustin')
Booty so fat (I can spend the night, but I ain't ****in', no, I ain't ****in')