Jada's Diary
Like the way you throw back, I'm like
Woe woe woe
Got you dropping that ass you like
Low low low
Someone call paramedics oh
No no no
Finding your way to my head
You got my mind blown
Little boys, you be fuckin with
That's a no show
Little bitch she be bad but she riding solo
Little bitch she be sad but she smoking clinical
My bitch she be bad but that's just in general
Seven billion
People on this earth but you got my attention
Loving you right I forgot to fucking mention
Live up to the name and that's without a question
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Sentimental money that's what I be sending
Counting my money she know I'm swimming in it
Buy a bottle henny she be drowning in it
What's next?
Rough sex
Think she got his name up on her anklet
Act like I don't see under the blanket
She just look at me like she been want this yeah
So lit
Yeah lil bit you is so lit
Dipping from the scene like she knows it
She just took a bean and another hit
Yeah
Like the way you throw back I'm like
Woe woe woe
Got you dropping that ass you like
Low low low
Someone call paramedics oh
No no no
Finding your way to my head
You got my mind blown
Little boys, you be fuckin with
That's a no show
Little bitch she be bad but she riding solo
Little bitch she be sad but she smoking clinical
My bitch she be bad but that's just in general
It don't really seem that bad
It don't really seem that bad when
You pointing all the facts
Whip off in a coup all black
Runnin' through all the runts in the back
Yeah you got it like that
I don't want the dream want the cash
I don't want the scene want the bag
That's my bad
I don't want you to be mad
Baby let me hit it from the back
Ah yeah lil bad bitch
Do you wanna lay on the mattress
Do you wanna ride for me
Die for me
Would you ever lie to me?
Laying on the mattress
Say, lil bad bitch
Say, lil bad bitch
Laying on the mattress
Imma just be blunt so
No more blunt smoke
Mirrors on the wall
Find me at the studio
Find someone to blame
Call my name for the fame
It's the game without a video, yeah
I'm over the game what a shame
Know that pussy fire but you fucking for the fame
But I like the way you say my name
I'm over your body with my chain dangling
Like the way you throw back, I'm like
Woe woe woe
Got you dropping that ass you like
Low low low
Someone call paramedics oh
No no no
Finding your way to my head
You got my mind blown
Little boys you be fuckin with
That's a no show
Little bitch she be bad but she riding solo
Little bitch she be sad but she smoking clinical
My bitch she be bad but that's just in general
Woe woe woe
Got you dropping that ass you like
Low low low
Someone call paramedics oh
No no no
Finding your way to my head
You got my mind blown
Little boys, you be fuckin with
That's a no show
Little bitch she be bad but she riding solo
Little bitch she be sad but she smoking clinical
My bitch she be bad but that's just in general
Seven billion
People on this earth but you got my attention
Loving you right I forgot to fucking mention
Live up to the name and that's without a question
Wait a minute
Wait a minute
Sentimental money that's what I be sending
Counting my money she know I'm swimming in it
Buy a bottle henny she be drowning in it
What's next?
Rough sex
Think she got his name up on her anklet
Act like I don't see under the blanket
She just look at me like she been want this yeah
So lit
Yeah lil bit you is so lit
Dipping from the scene like she knows it
She just took a bean and another hit
Yeah
Like the way you throw back I'm like
Woe woe woe
Got you dropping that ass you like
Low low low
Someone call paramedics oh
No no no
Finding your way to my head
You got my mind blown
Little boys, you be fuckin with
That's a no show
Little bitch she be bad but she riding solo
Little bitch she be sad but she smoking clinical
My bitch she be bad but that's just in general
It don't really seem that bad
It don't really seem that bad when
You pointing all the facts
Whip off in a coup all black
Runnin' through all the runts in the back
Yeah you got it like that
I don't want the dream want the cash
I don't want the scene want the bag
That's my bad
I don't want you to be mad
Baby let me hit it from the back
Ah yeah lil bad bitch
Do you wanna lay on the mattress
Do you wanna ride for me
Die for me
Would you ever lie to me?
Laying on the mattress
Say, lil bad bitch
Say, lil bad bitch
Laying on the mattress
Imma just be blunt so
No more blunt smoke
Mirrors on the wall
Find me at the studio
Find someone to blame
Call my name for the fame
It's the game without a video, yeah
I'm over the game what a shame
Know that pussy fire but you fucking for the fame
But I like the way you say my name
I'm over your body with my chain dangling
Like the way you throw back, I'm like
Woe woe woe
Got you dropping that ass you like
Low low low
Someone call paramedics oh
No no no
Finding your way to my head
You got my mind blown
Little boys you be fuckin with
That's a no show
Little bitch she be bad but she riding solo
Little bitch she be sad but she smoking clinical
My bitch she be bad but that's just in general
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