Lyrics: DESTINY BAILEY/Kentavia Miller/Kyarah Thomas/Marlon Lafayette Brown Jr./Rashad Jamiyl Spain/Yakki Marez Davis
Music: DESTINY BAILEY/Kentavia Miller/Kyarah Thomas/Marlon Lafayette Brown Jr./Rashad Jamiyl Spain/Yakki Marez Davis
Enrgy made this one
Who are you?
Rich bitch, I'm a broke nigga nightmare
Nigga, take me to the bank and I might care
LV, I want the cream and a white pair
Spend a hundred on a jet, that's a light fare
Wanna get to know me, I say take me to Chanelly
Brown skin bitch giving Kisha off of Belly
I'ma need the pin before you ever get a celly
I don't want no nigga that be trapping out the deli
Hell nah
Niggas know I am not one of them
If he broke, I cannot **** with him
Niggas talking 'bout the pussy where the M's?
I ain't impressed by no little nigga, no Benz
Pretty in the YSL
Quick to tell a nigga, "Go to hell"
If he broke, bitch, I bet he don't like me
But if I'm with him, then he paying most likely
Put that Pucci on his tail
And I don't want the shit on sale
If he broke, bitch, I bet he don't like me
But if I'm with him, then he paying most likely
I'm pricy, manipulator and a gold digger
I ain't sparing shit, better ask my old nigga
Known tp run up a tab, lil' Miss Go-getter
Stop with all that crying shit, lil' Miss Ho-nigga
Picky bitch need a Mr. Paper shit
**** 'em askin' twice, nigga, drop it on me quick
Wanna lick, wanna stick, got a trick
Take me to Chanel, give a **** about no dick
Keep me icy
Bougie bitch but the attitude spicy
Soft girl, I could make 'm spend politely
Pussy good, boy, I know you wanna wife me
After you spin it, then I'm spending most likely
Pretty in that YSL
Quick to tell a nigga, "Go to hell"
If he broke, bitch, I bet he don't like me
But if I'm with him, then he paying most likely
Put that Pucci on his tail
And I don't want the shit on sale
If he broke, bitch, I bet he don't like me
But if I'm with him, then he paying most likely
It ain't trickin' if you got it
Want the biggest on the shelf, yeah, the Kelly, nigga price it, I'm
A shopaholic, daddy, sponsor my vices and
Send me the truck, I don't ever use my license, baby
He a dog, better bark like you want it
I ain't never looking at no tag if I want it
Said I need it in all cash like his credit bad
Know I'm needing a penthouse with the helipad
Pretty brown skin like a Des or a Kinderman
I need something with heated floors for me to settle in
Open me a new business they can meddle in
Fifty on a bag I don't even carry nothin' in
Pretty in that YSL
Quick to tell a nigga, "Go to hell"
If he broke, bitch, I bet he don't like me
But if I'm with him, then he paying most likely
Put that Pucci on his tail
And I don't want the shit on sale
If he broke, bitch, I bet he don't like me
But if I'm with him, then he paying most likely
Man, these niggas ain't having no money
We the niggas with money