When a real one
hold you down
Bae you supposed to drown
You ain't never f**k with no
boss b**ch
I turned you out
You won't catch me in no
Shark boots
Y'all burnt 'em out
B**ches gotta wait 'til they
birthday to go out of town
Yeah I got my twin with me
You know what the f**k we doin'
Twenty black suburbans
wherever the f**k we go b**ch
Two Lambs
Four Bentley trucks
And twenty Hellcats
Get on with a real n**ga though
When a real one
hold you down
Bae you supposed to drown
You ain't never f**k with no
boss b**ch
I turned you out
You won't catch me in no
Shark boots
Y'all burnt 'em out
B**ches gotta wait 'til they
birthday to go out of town
Brokey
Yeah I talk a lot of s**t
He like who you think you is
N**ga not your b**ch
Brokey
N**ga not your h*
Think he got one up on me
Whole time this s**t like
3 and 0
Twin
B**ch huh
I be goin' in
B**ches clearly want my life
And it's so evident
Cook clean and f**k him right
l'm so heaven-sent
What I look like askin' him
about another b**ch
Hm
Might tell you once
Won't tell you twice
If h*s shut up
We'd be alright
See y'all gon' tweet
And I'm gon' fight facts
Yeah these h*s
sweet as apple pie
Ain't got no car
So h*es d**kride
But bro said y'all can't
even do that
What
Why
How
When
Where
Just let me know how you
want to play it
B**ch you know I'm there
If it was smoke
Then I would say it
B**ch I'm crystal clear
Left my panties at his mansion
like a souvenir
When a real one
hold you down
Bae you supposed to drown
You ain't never f**k with no
boss b**ch
I turned you out
You won't catch me in no
Shark boots
Y'all burnt 'em out
B**ches gotta wait 'til they
birthday to go out of town
Brokey
Yeah I talk a lot of s**t
He like who you think you is
N**ga not your b**ch
Brokey
N**ga not your h*
Think he got one up on me
Whole time this s**t like
3 and 0
Twin
Mrs. Can't-Be-F**ked-With
H*s ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Everytime I look up
I'm the topic of discussion
I'm in a fast coupe
You in a bad mood
Funky b**ch you left your
p**sy in the bathroom
You gon' meet him halfway
I'm gon' meet him at the bank
I'm the type to make him wait
You the type to give it up
It's hard for me to give a f**k
You gon' let him
plead his case
A b**ch like me
can't go for nothin'
Huh
Know what's in my cup
When I leave the club
Consider that n**ga f**ked
When you mention me
Don't forget rich as f**k
P**sy squeaky clean
But I got junk up in the trunk
When a real one
hold you down
Bae you supposed to drown
You ain't never f**k with no
boss b**ch
I turned you out
You won't catch me in no
Shark boots
Y'all burnt 'em out
B**ches gotta wait 'til they
birthday to go out of town
Brokey
Yeah I talk a lot of s**t
He like who you think you is
N**ga not your b**ch
Brokey
N**ga not your h*
Think he got one up on me
Whole time this s**t like
3 and 0
Twin