Pockets Bigger
Haha, Flo Milli shit hoe
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me
Flo Milli shit (yeah)
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me
Ain't none of you bitches fuckin' with me
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me (yeah, yeah)
I know they mad 'cause I got money in the bank (I do)
I get a new hater every single day (haha)
If another hoe try me, I know I'ma blank (I'ma lose it)
I don't hesitate and I won't even think (stupid hoe)
If they gassin' a bitch, I'ma empty her tank (gimme that shit)
So you better stay down, it's gon' be worth the wait (hold on, what?)
Got 'em yellin' "Flo Milli shit" up in they face (hold on)
And I'm stealin' the spot that these hoes wanna take
They be like how she 19 with a coupe and the roof gone?
I run it up while your pockets on Duval
Hold on, I pull niggas with my clothes on (ayy)
Say I'm icy, my heart cold as a snow cone (icy)
I blocked the nigga, it was time to move on
He had a chance but he was taking too long
I'm single again, it's time to get my groove on (gotta go)
I do just enough so I don't gotta do more
No, I can't do what a nigga say (what the fuck?)
They gon' let me finesse, I don't gotta pay
He say he like me, I'm like "Oh, okay" (I don't care)
Roll my blunt up and get the fuck up out my face (nigga, bye)
Smoke that gas so I can have a better day
He got that pack and it's holdin' a lotta weight
For that money, these hoes will do anything (money)
For my day one, you know I won't hesitate (haha)
Bust in that bitch and I bet we gon' make it shake
These bitches sweet, you would think they was candy canes (pussy hoe)
I'm passin' them up, I know they mad but I don't give a fuck (no)
Pussy hoe, you must be trippin', I'm never bothered by your dissin'
Them bullets hit every dimension
You gon' end up missing (I really don't give a fuck)
Don't make me hurt your mama feelings
You knew you was better off chillin', damn
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me
Ain't none of you bitches fuckin' with me
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me (yeah, yeah, haha)
I know they mad 'cause I got money in the bank (I do)
I get a new hater every single day (haha)
If another hoe try me, I know I'ma blank (I'ma lose it)
I don't hesitate and I won't even think (stupid hoe)
If they gassin' a bitch, I'ma empty her tank (gimme that shit)
So you better stay down, it's gon' be worth the wait
Got 'em yellin' "Flo Milli shit" up in they face
And I'm stealin' the spot that these hoes wanna take (Flo Milli shit)
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me
Flo Milli shit (yeah)
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me
Ain't none of you bitches fuckin' with me
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me (yeah, yeah)
I know they mad 'cause I got money in the bank (I do)
I get a new hater every single day (haha)
If another hoe try me, I know I'ma blank (I'ma lose it)
I don't hesitate and I won't even think (stupid hoe)
If they gassin' a bitch, I'ma empty her tank (gimme that shit)
So you better stay down, it's gon' be worth the wait (hold on, what?)
Got 'em yellin' "Flo Milli shit" up in they face (hold on)
And I'm stealin' the spot that these hoes wanna take
They be like how she 19 with a coupe and the roof gone?
I run it up while your pockets on Duval
Hold on, I pull niggas with my clothes on (ayy)
Say I'm icy, my heart cold as a snow cone (icy)
I blocked the nigga, it was time to move on
He had a chance but he was taking too long
I'm single again, it's time to get my groove on (gotta go)
I do just enough so I don't gotta do more
No, I can't do what a nigga say (what the fuck?)
They gon' let me finesse, I don't gotta pay
He say he like me, I'm like "Oh, okay" (I don't care)
Roll my blunt up and get the fuck up out my face (nigga, bye)
Smoke that gas so I can have a better day
He got that pack and it's holdin' a lotta weight
For that money, these hoes will do anything (money)
For my day one, you know I won't hesitate (haha)
Bust in that bitch and I bet we gon' make it shake
These bitches sweet, you would think they was candy canes (pussy hoe)
I'm passin' them up, I know they mad but I don't give a fuck (no)
Pussy hoe, you must be trippin', I'm never bothered by your dissin'
Them bullets hit every dimension
You gon' end up missing (I really don't give a fuck)
Don't make me hurt your mama feelings
You knew you was better off chillin', damn
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me
Ain't none of you bitches fuckin' with me
None of you bitches is fuckin' with me (yeah, yeah, haha)
I know they mad 'cause I got money in the bank (I do)
I get a new hater every single day (haha)
If another hoe try me, I know I'ma blank (I'ma lose it)
I don't hesitate and I won't even think (stupid hoe)
If they gassin' a bitch, I'ma empty her tank (gimme that shit)
So you better stay down, it's gon' be worth the wait
Got 'em yellin' "Flo Milli shit" up in they face
And I'm stealin' the spot that these hoes wanna take (Flo Milli shit)
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Writer(s): Tamia Carter, Andrew Rogers
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