Yeah Kaliii It's cool I'll get my lick back with these racks I'll get my lick back with these racks (On God) Don't attach me to nobody (Not at all) Got your BM all in my phone (Huh?) Tell that ho she a nobody (Dumb-ass ho) Now why would I beef with a bitch 'bout a nigga ain't mine? I ain't doin' that for nobody (The fuck?) I had to Nicki Minaj that nigga, I told him he fucked with the old body (Yeah) I don't want that nigga, bitch, I want racks (Okay) I'm in the stu', bitch, drop them packs You lettin' these bitches think they all that? It's cool, I'm lit, I'm rich, say less I'm all in Saks splurgin' She can't pay her rent, she hurtin' Bitch all on my Twitter lurkin' I guess that's how she workin' (Okay) I don't trust no nigga with a mouth (At all) Why the fuck would I make you my spouse? (Yeah) Cappin' to bitches like you ain't a simp (Huh?) You in love with these hoes and I'm him Dick and lies all they got to they name This nigga playin' like I'm new to the game Glock 40, you know I got aim Fooled by the dick, why would I make you my main? Should've just made your ass my side nigga (The fuck?) Can't believe I was stressin' over some dick when my bag bigger Tried to give that ugly nigga a chance, he got to feelin' himself Baby mama too happy that she had that kid, she started feelin' herself (The fuck?) That nigga stay tryna find another me (Hah), wack-ass rap ho And he keep cappin' to his homeboys (Why?), like he let me go (Okay) Be the same niggas in my DMs be the same niggas in my pussy (Okay) And they all wanna pillow talk about how you a dumbass and a goofy (Bitch) I'll get my lick back with these racks (On God) Don't attach me to nobody (Not at all) Got your BM all in my phone (Huh?) Tell that ho she a nobody (Dumb-ass ho) Now why would I beef with a bitch 'bout a nigga ain't mine? I ain't doin' that for nobody (The fuck?) I had to Nicki Minaj that nigga, I told him he fucked with the old body (Yeah) I don't want that nigga, bitch, I want racks (Okay) I'm in the stu', bitch, drop them packs You lettin' these bitches think they all that? It's cool, I'm lit, I'm rich, say less I'm all in Saks splurgin' She can't pay her rent, she hurtin' Bitch all on my Twitter lurkin' I guess that's how she workin' (Okay) What's that shit they be sayin'? Yeah, I fell in love with a ho (Damn) Plenty hoes, but you know what? (What?) Fuck 'em (Damn) Fuck that nigga (Fuck nigga) He can't eat pussy anyway And your new bitch lookin' for a come-up, so she gon' fuck you anyway (Weak-ass) You know you dead-ass wrong You fuck with them weak-ass songs? (The fuck?) But it's all good, 'cause you her problem Just stop knockin' at my fuckin' door (Stop knockin' at my fuckin' door) Now they call me toxic chocolate (Yeah, they do) Yes, you taught me not to fuck with niggas 'less I'm runnin' through they pockets And my new nigga, he keep a pocket rocket (Grrah) And he actually gon' shoot that bitch, no cap, anyway (No cap) I'll get my lick back with these racks (On God) Don't attach me to nobody (Not at all) Got your BM all in my phone (Huh?) Tell that ho she a nobody (Dumb-ass ho) Now why would I beef with a bitch 'bout a nigga ain't mine? I ain't doin' that for nobody (The fuck?) I had to Nicki Minaj that nigga, I told him he fucked with the old body (Yeah) I don't want that nigga, bitch, I want racks (Okay) I'm in the stu', bitch, drop them packs You lettin' these bitches think they all that? It's cool, I'm lit, I'm rich, say less I'm all in Saks splurgin' She can't pay her rent, she hurtin' Bitch all on my Twitter lurkin' I guess that's how she workin' (Okay)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
