Oceania
Imma ride this beat like a Kawasaki
Got ya nigga in my pocket like a Tamagotchi
And he smack on this ass like it's teriyaki
Not 1017 but my diamonds icy
Never know where to find me
Stay lowkey day ones beside me
Got real niggas that'll do you grimy
So I don't recommend that you ever try me
You tired bitch stop it
Everything on my body exotic
Don't need Gucci, Louie, or Prada
I pick todays outfit tomorrow
Bad bitch with some jiggy in me
Ain't a ounce of friendly in me
Only smile if you kin to me
Temper real hot like a 3rd degree
This this the wave lengths you need
Oceanic drip sea foam green
I paint pictures your mind can see
You make cap nobody believes
Stole my swag, fashion police
Carpet, imported from Greece
Diamond, choker my neck on freeze
You're flake, scalp wit no grease
It's a lot of niggas gave me they ass to kiss
And now they thinking bout all of this ass they missed
Couldn't fuck me if it's yo last wish
Busy stacking chips living live lavish
Won't settle for marriage, horse and carriage
All that lovey dovey shit bitch spare it, tear it
Rich bitch taking escapades with French couture draped on my frame
If ya man looking he's the one to blame
I'll never let a hoe knock me off my game
Bitches love to hate but cant spell my name
These hoes jacked son no Jermaine
He a stupid ass nigga if he call me bae
And I ignore his phone calls like every day
I stay getting paid like sheets get laid
While you hoes face tart like lemonade
Pussy
Got ya nigga in my pocket like a Tamagotchi
And he smack on this ass like it's teriyaki
Not 1017 but my diamonds icy
Never know where to find me
Stay lowkey day ones beside me
Got real niggas that'll do you grimy
So I don't recommend that you ever try me
You tired bitch stop it
Everything on my body exotic
Don't need Gucci, Louie, or Prada
I pick todays outfit tomorrow
Bad bitch with some jiggy in me
Ain't a ounce of friendly in me
Only smile if you kin to me
Temper real hot like a 3rd degree
This this the wave lengths you need
Oceanic drip sea foam green
I paint pictures your mind can see
You make cap nobody believes
Stole my swag, fashion police
Carpet, imported from Greece
Diamond, choker my neck on freeze
You're flake, scalp wit no grease
It's a lot of niggas gave me they ass to kiss
And now they thinking bout all of this ass they missed
Couldn't fuck me if it's yo last wish
Busy stacking chips living live lavish
Won't settle for marriage, horse and carriage
All that lovey dovey shit bitch spare it, tear it
Rich bitch taking escapades with French couture draped on my frame
If ya man looking he's the one to blame
I'll never let a hoe knock me off my game
Bitches love to hate but cant spell my name
These hoes jacked son no Jermaine
He a stupid ass nigga if he call me bae
And I ignore his phone calls like every day
I stay getting paid like sheets get laid
While you hoes face tart like lemonade
Pussy
Credits
Writer(s): Eyana Holmes
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