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Never be hurt by a man
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
This ain't a track race but i been won
All of the stuff ur doing
Bitch i been done (Haha)
I ain't fat but
My pockets weigh a ton (Weigh a ton)
He wanna 3rd base
He a home run (Out the park)
It's time to check
If we wreck
Imma let it be known
You gon' be mad
You gon' be pressed
And you gonna be blown
Not letting off your neck
And imma crush your dome
Peace to me, cause
Now i gotta letcha go
Bout to cash out
Bring them racks out
Bitches talking stop-in bags
Then bring them mask out
You looking wack now
And that's why...
I'll. Never be hurt by a man
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
Talking all this shit
They say i'm talking too reckless (Huh)
Chains on my neck
Like i'm eating ice for breakfast (Ice ice)
You bitches can't fuck with me
Cause i'm too precious
Bigger than you'll ever be
This a closed section
Beating down your block
Like my name Monaleo
These niggas is some birds
We gotta send them out to rio
Juno Cruze, JC
You bitches can't compete
Gotta let 'em know again
Never be hurt by a man
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
Nope bitches
Joke bitches
Coke bitches
Losing all hope
For these Broke bitches
Nope Niggas
Dope Niggas
Broke Niggas
Scope zoom for anyone that's feeling triggered
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
This ain't a track race but i been won
All of the stuff ur doing
Bitch i been done (Haha)
I ain't fat but
My pockets weigh a ton (Weigh a ton)
He wanna 3rd base
He a home run (Out the park)
It's time to check
If we wreck
Imma let it be known
You gon' be mad
You gon' be pressed
And you gonna be blown
Not letting off your neck
And imma crush your dome
Peace to me, cause
Now i gotta letcha go
Bout to cash out
Bring them racks out
Bitches talking stop-in bags
Then bring them mask out
You looking wack now
And that's why...
I'll. Never be hurt by a man
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
Talking all this shit
They say i'm talking too reckless (Huh)
Chains on my neck
Like i'm eating ice for breakfast (Ice ice)
You bitches can't fuck with me
Cause i'm too precious
Bigger than you'll ever be
This a closed section
Beating down your block
Like my name Monaleo
These niggas is some birds
We gotta send them out to rio
Juno Cruze, JC
You bitches can't compete
Gotta let 'em know again
Never be hurt by a man
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
One thing about me
Imma get to the bands
Do it by myself
Never need a helping hand
Don't need your clout
Bitch i got my own fans
Popping all this shit
And i ain't talking rubber bands
Nope bitches
Joke bitches
Coke bitches
Losing all hope
For these Broke bitches
Nope Niggas
Dope Niggas
Broke Niggas
Scope zoom for anyone that's feeling triggered
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Writer(s): Jerrell Cosley
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