Go Grizz
Pooh, you a fool for this one
B-B-Bankroll Got It

I don´t sing R&B but, bitch, I´m really her, fuck wrong with niggas?

How you let him cheat and take him back? Must be your only nigga (The fuck?)
I get loud just like my weed, I don´t watch my tone with niggas
I hang up the phone on niggas (Click)
You ain´t my daddy, bitch, I´m big mama (Bitch)
Every time y´all book me with them hoes, it´s gon´ be big drama (Grrah)
Twenty black Suburbans, we pull up like Sunday Service (Skrrt)
I just want a one-on-one, don´t know why she so nervous (Boop)
Fuck what these hoes sayin´ ´cause my nigga say I´m perfect (Tuh)

Anyway, body count so low, I might say I´m a virgin (Ooh)
Any day, I could switch my car just like I switch my purses (Skrrt)

Ándale, quick to cut him off if he don´t serve no purpose
You a clown and I´m allergic, niggas straight up out the circus (Haha)
It´s the nerve for me, these niggas burnt, they third degree
He callin´ tryin´ to work it out, I´d rather make him work for me (The fuck?)
He can´t tell if it´s authentic or it´s surgery, please, Lil Nas X the only nigga curvin´ me

I don´t sing R&B but, bitch, I´m really her, fuck wrong with niggas?
How you let him cheat and take him back? Must be your only nigga (The fuck?)
I get loud just like my weed, I don´t watch my tone with niggas
I hang up the phone on niggas (Click)

You ain´t my daddy, bitch, I´m big mama (Bitch)
Every time y´all book me with them hoes, it´s gon´ be big drama (Grrah)
Twenty black Suburbans, we pull up like Sunday Service (Skrrt)
I just want a one-on-one, don´t know why she so nervous (Boop, ha)
Fuck what these hoes sayin´ ´cause my nigga say I´m perfect (Tuh)

Tell the truth, oh, I´m not that cute? Bet you won´t ask your boo
He get money, I get money too, like, who gon´ trick on who? (Who?)
These bitches corny, soon as monkey see, then you know monkey do
Do you rap or do you tweet? ´Cause I can´t tell, get in the booth, bitch (Bitch)

Stop all that motherfuckin´ yellin´, ho (Yellin´, ho, why?)
´Cause I ain´t buyin´ what you´re sellin´, ho (Sellin´, ho)
Think I´m the shit? Bitch, I know it, ho
Jesus walked on water, I got ice boilin´ though (Aha)
Miss me with that sucker shit, I´m not your baby mama
Blocked his ass on everything, he in my DMs writin´ albums (Brr)
Better hold your nigga tight, ´fore I make you come up off him
Say two wrongs don´t make a right, but I´m the type get one up on ´em

I don´t sing R&B but, bitch, I´m really her, fuck wrong with niggas?

How you let him cheat and take him back? Must be your only nigga (The fuck?)
I get loud just like my weed, I don´t watch my tone with niggas
I hang up the phone on niggas (Click)
You ain´t my daddy, bitch, I´m big mama (Bitch)
Every time y´all book me with them hoes, it´s gon´ be big drama (Grrah)
Twenty black Suburbans, we pull up like Sunday Service (Skrrt)
I just want a one-on-one, don´t know why she so nervous (Boop)
Fuck what these hoes sayin´ ´cause my nigga say I´m perfect (Tuh)

Tuh
Twenty black Suburbans, we pull up like Sunday Service

Anyway (Anyway)
Come on
Fuck what these hoes sayin´ ´cause my nigga say I´m perfect
Tuh