Ms. Get Straight To It
Ran it up first i won't ever come second to bitches you mention
Please check all that shit at the door
I want some money deposits within a few minutes
I swear that this shit onna flo
Nigga insurance just went up
And i ain't the women you claim to do right by you so
Whenever you thinking bout blowing my line on some shit
Get the fuck off my dick and then don't
Bitch i'm too pretty for this
Bitch i'm too skinny for thick headed niggas on timers
Bitch i look way too good to go overlook stupid With her it's the blind and the blinder
Ditzy lil bitches confused off the role that i gave em
So do this shit just as reminder
I was the reason ya falling behind getting blown in the wind
And the rest in the grinder
I be miss straight to it
No cut cards
No chance, no dice, no roll
Young and i been an influence
Crash came charted
No grants, new price, she old
Ushers come in to collect what she owe
Confessions make sins kinda fun on the low
Know they can't keep up i'll put on a show
Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW
Iced out toes
Iced by ones and twos and threes
And friends and foes
Ice by kin again and twins of kings of pin
It's meech and bro
How we both got same intends
I'm scouting them so keep it low
I might label them as "friends"
Find new begins if this one choke
They tell me get it i got it let's go
They try to rate me its obviously broke
Ain't gotta test me they already know
(What you stunting?) b i n g o
B I N G O
What they ain't see that i grown from before?
Fuckers be saying she ain't about this
Shut the fuck up you know that i been with the glo
You know that i been rocking shit not in store
Throw up a fit just flex on the flo
Gifted i'm flying commercial w bows
Midwest mobbing to 410
Still rocking true but a liar i know
If I got my nails done i'm making him roll
Pure as a diamond cane virgin in snow
Bathe in that drip bitch my cash overflows
I be miss straight to it
No cut cards
No chance, no dice, no roll
Young and i been an influence
Crash came charted
No grants, new price, she old
Ushers come in to collect what she owe
Confessions make sins kinda fun on the low
Know they can't keep up i'll put on a show
Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW
(Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW)
(Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW)
(Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW)
(Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW)
Let's Go
Please check all that shit at the door
I want some money deposits within a few minutes
I swear that this shit onna flo
Nigga insurance just went up
And i ain't the women you claim to do right by you so
Whenever you thinking bout blowing my line on some shit
Get the fuck off my dick and then don't
Bitch i'm too pretty for this
Bitch i'm too skinny for thick headed niggas on timers
Bitch i look way too good to go overlook stupid With her it's the blind and the blinder
Ditzy lil bitches confused off the role that i gave em
So do this shit just as reminder
I was the reason ya falling behind getting blown in the wind
And the rest in the grinder
I be miss straight to it
No cut cards
No chance, no dice, no roll
Young and i been an influence
Crash came charted
No grants, new price, she old
Ushers come in to collect what she owe
Confessions make sins kinda fun on the low
Know they can't keep up i'll put on a show
Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW
Iced out toes
Iced by ones and twos and threes
And friends and foes
Ice by kin again and twins of kings of pin
It's meech and bro
How we both got same intends
I'm scouting them so keep it low
I might label them as "friends"
Find new begins if this one choke
They tell me get it i got it let's go
They try to rate me its obviously broke
Ain't gotta test me they already know
(What you stunting?) b i n g o
B I N G O
What they ain't see that i grown from before?
Fuckers be saying she ain't about this
Shut the fuck up you know that i been with the glo
You know that i been rocking shit not in store
Throw up a fit just flex on the flo
Gifted i'm flying commercial w bows
Midwest mobbing to 410
Still rocking true but a liar i know
If I got my nails done i'm making him roll
Pure as a diamond cane virgin in snow
Bathe in that drip bitch my cash overflows
I be miss straight to it
No cut cards
No chance, no dice, no roll
Young and i been an influence
Crash came charted
No grants, new price, she old
Ushers come in to collect what she owe
Confessions make sins kinda fun on the low
Know they can't keep up i'll put on a show
Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW
(Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW)
(Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW)
(Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW)
(Peep all the sucka shit ready to BLOW)
Let's Go
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Writer(s): Kimayah Faye
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