Lyrics: Ciara Ortega
Music: Ciara Ortega
(Chee on the beat)
(Turn that up, Young Madz)
F**k that internet s**t, ho, I'm not into that
Got a beam with a knock, pull up right where you at
N***as act like they bullies, these n***as is p***y
How you everything dead and got took off the map?
N***as smoking on deads, they ain't 'bout it
These opp f**kin' b*****s is calling me oppy
Like, n***as be f**king on b*****s that be with the opps
So how am I mixy and n***as is not?
B***h, I'm tryna bend
Two in the knock, one for her and her friend
Gangster and Barbie, I'm sliding for Ken
I'm in love with the drama, these b*****s just love to pretend
Like, I'm really a baddie, let's get into that
And, no, I'm not cocky, just stating the facts
N***as calling my phone and I never get back
Why you worried 'bout me? Like, go get back
I'm a bad b***h and he like that I'm freaky
No a** pics 'cause that n***a might leak me
I look like a snack, he tryna eat me
And I don't gotta work 'cause these n***as gon' please me
I look in the mirror like, "Damn"
I get what I want, b*****s get what they can
My p***y so good, I can keep me a man
And I love me a boy with a knock in his pants
I do that hip s**t, I'm tryna dance
Say he can't 'cause the knock in his pants
If he getting money, might give him a chance
I don't want your time, n***a, give me a band
His b***h mad and I don't give a damn
That b***h is a fan, she be stalking my 'Gram
I get what I want, what I want is your man
Like, I'm taking that risk, I'm taking that chance
I do that hip s**t, I'm tryna dance
Say he can't 'cause the knock in his pants
If he getting money, might give him a chance
I don't want your time, n***a, give me a band
His b***h mad and I don't give a damn
That b***h is a fan, she be stalking my 'Gram
I get what I want, what I want is your man
Like, I'm taking that risk, I'm taking that chance
5ive what? I do not play
Give me the lo', bet I slide where he lay
Two deep, me and bro, we on 8th
When I up this knock, better get out the way
Oh, they think she gon' line me? My d**k getting ate
Shots getting thrown, I don't care who get grazed
Sparks what? I'm talking 'bout Trey
Should've saw how he looked when brodie cut his face
I be smoking on Steph, stop bringing up Nae
Eli got shot, they ain't get back for Trey
Like, do you think you tough? But you ain't
See me in corner, I was smoking w**d
Like-like, that's not okay
Like, I'm getting mad, we up to Monterey
She do that hip s**t, tryna be my bae
Like, I cannot dance, I'm toting on my—
I do that hip s**t, I'm tryna dance
Say he can't 'cause the knock in his pants
If he getting money, might give him a chance
I don't want your time, n***a, give me a band
His b***h mad and I don't give a damn
That b***h is a fan, she be stalking my 'Gram
I get what I want, what I want is your man
Like, I'm taking that risk, I'm taking that chance
I do that hip s**t, I'm tryna dance
Say he can't 'cause the knock in his pants
If he getting money, might give him a chance
I don't want your time, n***a, give me a band
His b***h mad and I don't give a damn
That b***h is a fan, she be stalking my 'Gram
I get what I want, what I want is your man
Like, I'm taking that risk, I'm taking that chance