Wiz
(Popstar)
Uh (goddamn it, Tylur), yeah (you better behave), Vay, Vay
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Popstar worldwide)
Uh, uh, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sleazy ass bitch, she slimy
I'm out of town, hoe you cannot find me
I'm too fine, my nigga wanna hide me
Wine and dine me, we eatin' Chinese
Out in New York, with the ese's and migos
Straight to the money, just like I'm a freak hoe
Wearin' all green, but it's hittin' like Shego
Wearin' all green, but it hit like the Wiz
Hard on these bitches and it's just a throwaway
Hard on a hoe, just like a preacher kid
Don't know enough, so they stay tellin' fibs
Why all these niggas wanna be a bad bitch?
Stay postin' all of these pics of they fits
Hookah and a bottle, they callin' it lit
Crumble under pressure, I'm callin' them Ritz
Crackers, I'm eatin' oysters and shit
Don't be mad at me, I just say how it is
You can't call me messy, I'm cleanin' it up
It's up, and it's stuck, I ain't doin' too much
You ain't doin' enough, why should I give a fuck?
Sleazy ass bitch, she slimy
I'm out of town, hoe you cannot find me
I'm too fine, my nigga wanna hide me
Wine and dine me, we eatin' Chinese
Out in New York, with the ese's and migos
Straight to the money, just like I'm a freak hoe
Wearin' all green, but it's hittin' like Shego
Wearin' all green, but it hit like the Wiz
I'm 416, so purrr, I do these man like perm
Give it to the mandem straight like RiRi, said better put in that work
Been poppin' shit since birth, two pigtails and an ass so perf
My shooter on Kennedy, my daddy a G, yours raised a bird
Who claim its smoke, but a bad gyal claim it's curves
How you claiming six, you a 'sauga man from burbs
I just caught the giggles, think I'm 'bout to end this verse
I be on my Sadboi shit, won't put no nigga first
Sleazy ass bitch, she slimy
I'm out of town, hoe you cannot find me
I'm too fine, my nigga wanna hide me
Wine and dine me, we eatin' Chinese
Out in New York, with the ese's and 'migos
Straight to the money, just like I'm a freak hoe
Wearin' all green, but it's hittin' like Shego
Wearin' all green, but it hit like the Wiz
Wearin' all green, but it's hittin' like Shego
Wearin' all green, but it hit like the Wiz
Uh (goddamn it, Tylur), yeah (you better behave), Vay, Vay
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Popstar worldwide)
Uh, uh, yeah
Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah
Sleazy ass bitch, she slimy
I'm out of town, hoe you cannot find me
I'm too fine, my nigga wanna hide me
Wine and dine me, we eatin' Chinese
Out in New York, with the ese's and migos
Straight to the money, just like I'm a freak hoe
Wearin' all green, but it's hittin' like Shego
Wearin' all green, but it hit like the Wiz
Hard on these bitches and it's just a throwaway
Hard on a hoe, just like a preacher kid
Don't know enough, so they stay tellin' fibs
Why all these niggas wanna be a bad bitch?
Stay postin' all of these pics of they fits
Hookah and a bottle, they callin' it lit
Crumble under pressure, I'm callin' them Ritz
Crackers, I'm eatin' oysters and shit
Don't be mad at me, I just say how it is
You can't call me messy, I'm cleanin' it up
It's up, and it's stuck, I ain't doin' too much
You ain't doin' enough, why should I give a fuck?
Sleazy ass bitch, she slimy
I'm out of town, hoe you cannot find me
I'm too fine, my nigga wanna hide me
Wine and dine me, we eatin' Chinese
Out in New York, with the ese's and migos
Straight to the money, just like I'm a freak hoe
Wearin' all green, but it's hittin' like Shego
Wearin' all green, but it hit like the Wiz
I'm 416, so purrr, I do these man like perm
Give it to the mandem straight like RiRi, said better put in that work
Been poppin' shit since birth, two pigtails and an ass so perf
My shooter on Kennedy, my daddy a G, yours raised a bird
Who claim its smoke, but a bad gyal claim it's curves
How you claiming six, you a 'sauga man from burbs
I just caught the giggles, think I'm 'bout to end this verse
I be on my Sadboi shit, won't put no nigga first
Sleazy ass bitch, she slimy
I'm out of town, hoe you cannot find me
I'm too fine, my nigga wanna hide me
Wine and dine me, we eatin' Chinese
Out in New York, with the ese's and 'migos
Straight to the money, just like I'm a freak hoe
Wearin' all green, but it's hittin' like Shego
Wearin' all green, but it hit like the Wiz
Wearin' all green, but it's hittin' like Shego
Wearin' all green, but it hit like the Wiz
Credits
Writer(s): Popstar Benny, Sadboi, Tylurocean, Vayda
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