[Intro] Ha You tired as fuck, ho (Yeah) Time for you to hang it up, ho Ayy It's time for you to hang it up, ho, you tired as fuck
[Chorus] Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho (Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho) Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho (Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho) Bitch, I'm on your line, you always poppin' it, you scary, ho? Twenty-five on my wrist, do you hear me, though? (Hear me, though?) Richest bitch from my city, though (You hear me, though?) You let them viewers gas you up, we can't hear you, ho
[Verse 1] Twenty K in cash on my ass, Mike Amiri store I'ma do the dash on a nigga, you in your feelings, ho Ha, get out your feelings, ho I'ma do the dash on a nigga, you in your feelings, ho Do you hear me, though? Drive my pen, you ain't come near me, ho Do you hear me, though? Fifteen bands ain't shit, I'll let it blow Do you hear me, though? Behind them fake accounts, you bitter, ho Do you hear me, though? But, yeah, we TTG, we trained to go Do you hear me, though? I'm in that spaceship, in that UFO Do you hear me, though? You in Toyotas wit' a donut hole Do you hear me, though? Ask 'bout my gang, I bet your nigga know Ask your main nigga 'bout the gang, bet you he know
[Chorus] Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho (Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho) Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho (Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho) Bitch, I'm on your line, you always poppin' it, you scary, ho? Twenty-five on my wrist, do you hear me, though? (Hear me, though?) Richest bitch from my city, though (You hear me, though?) You let them viewers gas you up, we can't hear you, ho (Ha)
[Verse 2] Do you hear me, though? Designer pussy, big Stunna, ho Do you hear me, though? In my penthouse on the hundredth floor Do you hear me, though? You in the bucket goin' live, ho Do you hear me, though? I'm hoppin' out, butterfly door Do you hear me, though? I just flew in from Dubai, ho When you look at Stunna all you see is dollar signs glow Thing about me, niggas love me first sight, though Do you hear me, though? I got options, you a sideshow Do you hear me, though? Pussy tighter then a dyke, though Do you hear me, though? It makes my niggas bust inside, though Do you hear me, though? I cut 'em off like a light, though Stunna Girl trendsetter, we are not alike, ho
[Chorus] Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho (Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho) Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho (Ask about me, bitch, I've been fuckin' up the streets, ho) Bitch, I'm on your line, you always poppin' it, you scary, ho? Twenty-five on my wrist, do you hear me, though? (You hear me, though?) Richest bitch from my city, though You let them viewers gas you up, we can't hear you, ho
[Outro] Richest bitch from my city, though Richest bitch from my city, thoughTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
