Melinda Gates
Young money recruit, pretty bitches, they salute
He keep my neck and my wrist blue
Diamonds drippin', watch my jewels
Pretty bitches, I recruit
Now tell me who the fuck is you
When they see me in my boots, then they go run and lace their shoes
Yeah, I've been the biggest, no, I never been playin
Hatin hoes, yeah they be fakin', so I send them straight to Satan
I be walkin' with the defiance, movin' like a super saiyan
And if I want your man, just know I got him andele'in
Never leave the crib without your duce
Never leave the club without my motherfuckin' blues
Badass bitches shake the room, while I'm sippin' on my juice
Like the sheriff in this hoe, I wait for you to make ya move
What they peepin' in my eyes, no one can deny
I'm a savage runnin' shit, but I never run and hide
I be steady on my grind, you work at MD makin' fries
And you always leave the pies, and your ice cream never right
I'm not hard to find, you know this is the truth
I'm a bubbly lil' bitch, you see it in my moon boots
This ass be jumpin' in my true's, while my pocket's full of blues
Killin' shit on the scene like suicide, grab your noose
I'm not Jim Jones, bitch, no genocide on the youth
Yeah, this money makin' music, watch canaries in my tooth
Yeah, I'm a musician, and I don't fuckin' play the flute
I'm a bad lil' bitch, so here's a kiss from me to you
MWAH
Yeah, I've been the biggest, no, I never been playin
Hatin' hoes, yeah, they be fakin', so I send them straight to Satan
I be walkin' with defiance, movin' like a super saiyan
If I want your man, just know I got him andele'in
I'ma keep goin' on this beat
I love it when your daddy take me shoppin', I keep all the receipts
I think I'ma need me a retreat
I'm really super tired, killin' hoes with a 2010 beat
I'ma need you to have a seat, cause why you in my bees
They askin' what it's like, spendin' 20 bands, gettin' flee
I tell them bitches, I make it back, times three
This a type of life you gotta flex ya grind just to eat
Me and you would never be, now watch I body any beat
These bitches never been the biggest, who the fuck is she?
Who? Huh? What? Bye. Please. Bye
Tell me who the fuck is she
Who? What? Please. Bye
Like tell me who the fuck is she?
Keep it goin'
Let it breathe Jules
Let it, let it, let it breathe Jules
He keep my neck and my wrist blue
Diamonds drippin', watch my jewels
Pretty bitches, I recruit
Now tell me who the fuck is you
When they see me in my boots, then they go run and lace their shoes
Yeah, I've been the biggest, no, I never been playin
Hatin hoes, yeah they be fakin', so I send them straight to Satan
I be walkin' with the defiance, movin' like a super saiyan
And if I want your man, just know I got him andele'in
Never leave the crib without your duce
Never leave the club without my motherfuckin' blues
Badass bitches shake the room, while I'm sippin' on my juice
Like the sheriff in this hoe, I wait for you to make ya move
What they peepin' in my eyes, no one can deny
I'm a savage runnin' shit, but I never run and hide
I be steady on my grind, you work at MD makin' fries
And you always leave the pies, and your ice cream never right
I'm not hard to find, you know this is the truth
I'm a bubbly lil' bitch, you see it in my moon boots
This ass be jumpin' in my true's, while my pocket's full of blues
Killin' shit on the scene like suicide, grab your noose
I'm not Jim Jones, bitch, no genocide on the youth
Yeah, this money makin' music, watch canaries in my tooth
Yeah, I'm a musician, and I don't fuckin' play the flute
I'm a bad lil' bitch, so here's a kiss from me to you
MWAH
Yeah, I've been the biggest, no, I never been playin
Hatin' hoes, yeah, they be fakin', so I send them straight to Satan
I be walkin' with defiance, movin' like a super saiyan
If I want your man, just know I got him andele'in
I'ma keep goin' on this beat
I love it when your daddy take me shoppin', I keep all the receipts
I think I'ma need me a retreat
I'm really super tired, killin' hoes with a 2010 beat
I'ma need you to have a seat, cause why you in my bees
They askin' what it's like, spendin' 20 bands, gettin' flee
I tell them bitches, I make it back, times three
This a type of life you gotta flex ya grind just to eat
Me and you would never be, now watch I body any beat
These bitches never been the biggest, who the fuck is she?
Who? Huh? What? Bye. Please. Bye
Tell me who the fuck is she
Who? What? Please. Bye
Like tell me who the fuck is she?
Keep it goin'
Let it breathe Jules
Let it, let it, let it breathe Jules
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Writer(s): Mahogony Jules
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