Proving Em Wrong

I can pop it i go baby
Anything that you want
Pack my pocket with a 380
Nigga get popped if you cough
Heard I'm not the female drake
I keep on proving em wrong
Draco my flow m80 crazy
Body shit that I'm on

Real and bad
My niggas
Can't just leave me alone
Bitches put the G in groupies
Type of shit you be on
Only fuck with niggas i want
Not into leading em on
Talk in 3rd person 1 man army
Comrades still go if i call
This shit super sweet dessert
Eating bitches
Feel the sugar in my teeth
Heard my pussy pretty pink
Brown skin make it pop
Like strawberries and cream
I like my Nigga strapped
When he out
If he cheat and wanna come back
He gotta clap that bitch out
He don't care if the pussy bald
Told me to nut in his mouth
Calling me his gangsta boo
Snack on me like he a munch
Yea yea
Finna turn my jeep
To a Benz trunk
This shit crazy
I been that bitch in my own lane
Can't say they made me
I know they watch
Act like they don't
That shit be crazy
When i get them racks
Shit for the fam
Momma we made it
I treat my niggas like kings
I be quiet when y'all talk
Cook clean suck dick on my knees
I can't pay you
For no service if we humping
That's like paying for bud
And you and the dealer fucking

I can pop it i go baby
Anything that you want
Pack my pocket with a 380
Nigga get popped if you cough
Heard I'm not the female drake
I just keep proving em wrong
Draco my flow m80 crazy
Body shit that I'm on

I can pop it i go baby
Anything that you want
Pack my pocket with a 380
Nigga get popped if you cough
Heard I'm not the female drake
I just keep proving em wrong
Draco my flow m80 crazy
Body shit that I'm on



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Writer(s): Ayana Green
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