B.Y.C

Woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah woah
Girl is you dumb, cause I am not cuffing or loving a bitch
Finesse me and run, stop bluffing I'll never be making you rich
It's not a game since you thinking you could play me
If you thought I wasn't gon be strapped bitch ya crazy

Humble yourself, because you only look right from your shoes to your neck
Finesse me for wealth? Bitch I'm broke as a joke an emotional wreck
E for the effort bitch you tried and it just didn't work out for you
Bitch you look like a leopard, a bird, a snake and the rest of the zoo
Said she had a mansion and she wanted me come out of state for the link
That bitch lived in the bando, came out of the states just to find out you stink
I walk in the house she told me her friends would be pulling up soon
She said na relax, as matter fact can you wait in the room
Girl you better try death before you try me, bitch you ain't special
It's a shame that you was thinking you could ever try to play me
If ya thought I wasn't gon be strapped bitch ya crazy
If ya thought I wasn't gon be strapped bitch ya crazy
If ya thought I wasn't gon be strapped bitch ya crazy



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Writer(s): Michael Wagstaff
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