Lyrics:
polished but you played wit them choppas
And you ran wit some Shottas, and got caught by the opposition
Now she tripping
Tears clouding her vision
Wondering
should twitter this girl is sparkling
She ain't no rock star
But she got groupies
She ain't no actress
But she makes movies
And when she struts that thing
Bitch
Imma talk my shit, you get dismissed thats by my next bitch
Cause Shorty got me in a Mess
(Hey)
We might make a Mess
(A Mess)
She be pullin up with
discussion
She got some hittas 'round her way
Could fuck around and press the button
And if you know her like I do you know she always into something
But
Yeah
I know
But you know I heard that before though, right?
(D.A. got that dope!)
Uh
How she know what to do with the pack, when she keep
with a big flag
She ain't even in oh, nigga, get back, oh
Where your bitch at? Shootin' out the Benz
Just got money from a big check
I ain't even spent
she got my name tatted she represent
I ain't worried bout bitches unless that lil bitch come to me
That bitch wanna fuck but she came empty handed
I
con people, everybody not some people
Steal your birth date and social have you wanted by the folk
Got worse when she turned to cocaine for a high
She
but her little girl had nothing
She would con people, everybody not some people
Steal your birthday, your social and have you wanted by the folk
Got
to them
And now they play me like a fuckin' amateur
I got a life, yeah, I got a right, yeah
Cancel my shows, that shit ain't right (shows)
How they gon'
ain't come to party muh'fucker just sit down
Get up, get up, get up, get up
Get up, get up, get up, get up
She's bad, she's bad, she's bad I know
white carpet in my project
30 guns in my section, none of the homies got [?]
My side bitch and she pregnant
I ain't claimin' shit but the game
And this
beast and by the way she's proud of me
Every time we hit the club five Aces on me and don't forget the Don P
I never ain't got it
I'm swiping my card
that nigga, stop fronting
She said your new shit pumpin', you make us so proud
We've been wantin' something this good for a while
But I'm not fooled by
You ain't got no money, bitch, you
Look, Michelle, she come from Carter Canal
Yeah, she fine as hell but she be lyin' as well
And she a diamond,
She need a Audemar
& a Philippe Patek
Gotta get it by any means she running up a check
She pop Dom Pérignon
Then pop a Percocet
She got tired
You know who they are these girls
Some of you might call em witches haha
She's got it going so stuck up so full of themselves
But uh I kinda like
morals, they ain't got nothin' they live by (nothin')
Seen a fiend from 2005, said she still high
I ain't have a dollar in my pocket, I was still fly
Just look at how she be finessing (she finessing)
She don't fuck with nobody that's average (she ain't average)
Attitude Rihanna she ain't living by
she get that bag
I like the way she walk
She ain't got a full deal, I'mma be her man
I like the way she walk
Huh, she up in the bando and I want that
her, I ask Bianca bout her
Stunna just flipped a bag so we gone end the night at Zari now
This Lil bitch here bad but she ain't got a ass like Ahri damn
woman comes to claim you
Cause a woman is a sometime thing
Yes a woman is a sometime thing
Don't you never let a woman grieve you
Just cause she's got
to skate when she was in first grade
Went to Clark ain't graduate
Moved up out of Buckhead to escape the city
Breakfast at Barney's, she's so ratchet,
I ain't got no time
I ain't got time to be wasting no time
I got too many bad bitches waiting in line
She heard I'm that nigga through the grape vine
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