(Rappers be talking 'bout "I got your bitch." Instagram got your bitch!)
Mm, that gram way too potent
Hit her you better have motion
Shawty don't fuck with no phony
Her old nigga is a bum
She like to fuck me on camera
Hit from the back while she posing, mm
I'ma eat it up
She cant get enough
Well i ain't done
(Rappers be talking 'bout "I got your bitch." Instagram got your bitch!)
To the pretty girls in my hometown
Holding down the IG feed
You don't ever gotta fuck another bird ass nigga trying to be me
Come see me
I'm obsessed with the sex
The sex that came with the money
The money that came with the problems
You got it
Babygirl you a problem
I tried to keep you in check
The checks just came with my wallet
Oh god
Can you come to LA?
LA gon' make you make you a model
LA gon' make you a star
I promise
Hella bands in my pocket, babygirl
Walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now smile
(Rappers be talking 'bout "I got your bitch." Instagram got your bitch!)
Don't let em blow your high
Don't let em blow your high
Mm, She took a pic ain't post it
She got a nigga she ghosting, mm
I'll work around schedule
She know I'm leaving it soaking
She don't gotta leave in the morning, mm
Can you bring a few friends
The friends that come with the bottles
This next round on me
To the pretty girl in my session
Never listen to your best friend
Why you worried bout your old man?
You don't ever wanna text him
I'm obsessed with the sex
The sex that came with the money
The money that came with the problems
You got it
Babygirl you a problem
I tried to keep you in check
The checks just came with my wallet
Oh god
Can you come to LA?
LA gon' make you make you a model
LA gon' make you a star
I promise
Hella bands in my pocket, babygirl
Walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Don't let em blow your high
Don't let em blow your high
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now smile
(Rappers be talking 'bout "I got your bitch." Instagram got your bitch!)
Don't let em blow your high
Don't let em blow your high
Mm, that gram way too potent
Hit her you better have motion
Shawty don't fuck with no phony
Her old nigga is a bum
She like to fuck me on camera
Hit from the back while she posing, mm
I'ma eat it up
She cant get enough
Well i ain't done
(Rappers be talking 'bout "I got your bitch." Instagram got your bitch!)
To the pretty girls in my hometown
Holding down the IG feed
You don't ever gotta fuck another bird ass nigga trying to be me
Come see me
I'm obsessed with the sex
The sex that came with the money
The money that came with the problems
You got it
Babygirl you a problem
I tried to keep you in check
The checks just came with my wallet
Oh god
Can you come to LA?
LA gon' make you make you a model
LA gon' make you a star
I promise
Hella bands in my pocket, babygirl
Walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now smile
(Rappers be talking 'bout "I got your bitch." Instagram got your bitch!)
Don't let em blow your high
Don't let em blow your high
Mm, She took a pic ain't post it
She got a nigga she ghosting, mm
I'll work around schedule
She know I'm leaving it soaking
She don't gotta leave in the morning, mm
Can you bring a few friends
The friends that come with the bottles
This next round on me
To the pretty girl in my session
Never listen to your best friend
Why you worried bout your old man?
You don't ever wanna text him
I'm obsessed with the sex
The sex that came with the money
The money that came with the problems
You got it
Babygirl you a problem
I tried to keep you in check
The checks just came with my wallet
Oh god
Can you come to LA?
LA gon' make you make you a model
LA gon' make you a star
I promise
Hella bands in my pocket, babygirl
Walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk round like it's yours
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Don't let em blow your high
Don't let em blow your high
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now walk now walk
Now smile
(Rappers be talking 'bout "I got your bitch." Instagram got your bitch!)
Don't let em blow your high
Don't let em blow your high
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Writer(s): Jonah Renna
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