I Got It
I ain't taking shit anymore
Bitch I got it
So you can go and pray to the Lord
Bitch I got it
That's why they call me Bonnie Dior
I'm a rocket
No, I ain't fucking with you no more
Bitch I got it
I don't need to show my dick to fuck you
I just need to get Member One to cut you
She done with me, and then she text like "What you up to?"
Should probably get me a prenuptial
Red valentino
With a crazy flow
Sipping Pinot Grigio
Don't ever mess with me
You best confess to me
You only ever text when you SOS-ing me
Shit
That ain't a way to be
I heard what your best friend rated me
Yeah she thicc and vegan like Anthony
Since I fucked her you won't answer me
Like oh I said it I'm a god damn god I can edit lives
I sold my soul for a better ride
And now she say she still love me
Right
I ain't taking shit anymore
Bitch I got it
So you can go and pray to the Lord
Bitch I got it
That's why they call me Bonnie Dior
I'm a rocket
No, I ain't fucking with you no more
(Get the fuck outta here)
Motherfucker, I got this shit
Motherfucker, I got this shit
(Yuh, bitch)
Motherfucker, I got this shit
I got this shit
I got this shit
Yeah
Fuck you til your pussy look like silly puddy
Everytime we going out you trynna say that I'm your buddy
When I need a little mouth and baby need a little money
Everything is going south
We go to dinner at Kentucky Fried Chicken
I pick up five women
At five guys you kidding
She went and fuck my friend
And I find out she livid
I mean I ain't offended
I found out I'm different
Member One escort her to the whip then
Louis V sneakers hanging on my feet
That's what a motherfucker get from making R&B
Yeah Bonnie only be romantic with the feta cheese
You trynna get me in the cave
Like you Kenny beats
Heat
Wanna make them fenty gs
In the neighborhood
Gotta be the Kenny G of the neighborhood
I ain't taking shit anymore
Bitch I got it
So you can go and pray to the Lord
Bitch I got it
That's why they call me Bonnie Dior
I'm a rocket
No, I ain't fucking with you no more
(Don't spill the Henny)
Motherfucker, I got this shit
Motherfucker, I got this shit
(Yuh, bitch)
Motherfucker, I got this shit
I got this shit
I got this shit
Yeah
Bitch I got it
So you can go and pray to the Lord
Bitch I got it
That's why they call me Bonnie Dior
I'm a rocket
No, I ain't fucking with you no more
Bitch I got it
I don't need to show my dick to fuck you
I just need to get Member One to cut you
She done with me, and then she text like "What you up to?"
Should probably get me a prenuptial
Red valentino
With a crazy flow
Sipping Pinot Grigio
Don't ever mess with me
You best confess to me
You only ever text when you SOS-ing me
Shit
That ain't a way to be
I heard what your best friend rated me
Yeah she thicc and vegan like Anthony
Since I fucked her you won't answer me
Like oh I said it I'm a god damn god I can edit lives
I sold my soul for a better ride
And now she say she still love me
Right
I ain't taking shit anymore
Bitch I got it
So you can go and pray to the Lord
Bitch I got it
That's why they call me Bonnie Dior
I'm a rocket
No, I ain't fucking with you no more
(Get the fuck outta here)
Motherfucker, I got this shit
Motherfucker, I got this shit
(Yuh, bitch)
Motherfucker, I got this shit
I got this shit
I got this shit
Yeah
Fuck you til your pussy look like silly puddy
Everytime we going out you trynna say that I'm your buddy
When I need a little mouth and baby need a little money
Everything is going south
We go to dinner at Kentucky Fried Chicken
I pick up five women
At five guys you kidding
She went and fuck my friend
And I find out she livid
I mean I ain't offended
I found out I'm different
Member One escort her to the whip then
Louis V sneakers hanging on my feet
That's what a motherfucker get from making R&B
Yeah Bonnie only be romantic with the feta cheese
You trynna get me in the cave
Like you Kenny beats
Heat
Wanna make them fenty gs
In the neighborhood
Gotta be the Kenny G of the neighborhood
I ain't taking shit anymore
Bitch I got it
So you can go and pray to the Lord
Bitch I got it
That's why they call me Bonnie Dior
I'm a rocket
No, I ain't fucking with you no more
(Don't spill the Henny)
Motherfucker, I got this shit
Motherfucker, I got this shit
(Yuh, bitch)
Motherfucker, I got this shit
I got this shit
I got this shit
Yeah
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Writer(s): Brendan Smith
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