Sliden

See I'm in the car with a baller
He stay to himself so we ride thru the back streets
Ain't never been worried bout nothing a bitch had to say so please don't @ me
See I like to be ate from the back then
Beat it up that's why my nigga so nasty
I be telling his stop then go, real slow and
I cum when he call like a taxi

I been real bad like a toddler
I real life been that bitch since a snotty nose
Don't bring up nobody you don't see me with
Cause a goofy lil bitch I don't fuck with those
See this pussy on lucky charms
Eating this rainbow gone lead to that magical pot of gold
Ima get me some money and ball on a bitch
Ima talk my shit on a pussy hoe

Look I'm back in the mix
I was chill for a while now I'm back talking shit
Had a deal on the line took my name off the list
A hood bitch still know her worth in the bricks
He thought it was cheaper to keep her till he met a boss
Now he blowing a bag on a bitch
He thought it was easy to get me I'm leaving him empty
He begging the clit for a kiss like mwah

Now I'm that bitch that they wanna be
Bet on myself put whoever in front of me
Me and my bitches so hot
We will walk in the party and look like a 3rd degree
I don't care bout a bitch who ain't heard of me
Make these haters so mad they wanna murder me
Shit but don't get it twisted
I'll still knock the nose off a bitch that's a homemade surgery

And I need a bag for the walk in
Killing these bitches get real exhausting
Like ugh, I'm bored, I'm sleep. I'm yawning
He ain't talking money then the Nigga done lost me

I'm getting cash I don't give a fuck
Ole flexing ass nigga got to give it up
I was going to see a man bout a dog but
He had him a horse he done made me giddy up

Like ou I'm still up from last night
I cannot go to sleep till my cash right
I was telling my homie to slow down and chill
He still got killed in the fast life
Think he fucking with me he got bad sight
He say baby you bad and the head nice
I'm to busy to talk Come bring me your mouth
I'm tryna see what that head like

I ain't been turnt I'm chilling
How much you need to pipe up? A million
When I look up I can reach past the ceiling
Beating that pussy for sexual healing
Feeling him in me without catching feelings
Let me record it director I'm filming
Doing Back strokes in the pussy he swimming
These bitches be mad that I'm living and winning

Like bitch don't compare you can't even compete
I'll take ya man turn his face to a seat
Face real pretty and that's Prince On Da Beat
Designer dreams Fendi prints when I sleep

We get bands round here
Me and my bitches take mans round here
I'm killing these bitches I don't need no cure
I'll bully these bitches I'm the one they fear

Like ou I'm still up from last night
I cannot go to sleep till my cash right
I was telling my homie to slow down and chill
He still got killed in the fast life
Think he fucking with me he got bad sight
He say baby you bad and the head nice
I'm to busy to talk Come bring me your mouth
I'm tryna see what that head like