[Intro]
(Bang that shit)

[Verse 1: Vae Vanilla]
Can't fuck with [?] too much bitch in his blood
Pocket-watching other n***as when he go out to the club
Used to take me to the strip, and leave that bitch in a flood
But some n***as can't remain who the fuck they thought they was
New mission, I ain't juggin' this summer
Get a bag and go missing, leave the scams to the runners
Come home to the D, trap phone doing numbers
I feel like the bitch a bum if you can't get a band from her
Touch in the H, drinks up at Tate's
Stack forty-eight, we just slid in a Wraith, where valet?
Talk faster if it ain't about no pay
Used to waitrеss downtown, now I ain't got time to wait
Rare breed, rare form, rеal bitch since I was born
Hustlin' in Third Ward, trappin' out that college dorm
Pass bitches up, on me, check the score
Being bad get you love, being 'bout it get me more
I ain't rich, I ain't poor, bitch, I'm grinding
Got the shit he looking for, but he ain't never finding
OT trips, ice kiss keep me smiling
Mixed with Puerto Rican so he took me to the island
Pretty bitches tweaking, get this money out a n***a
With him for a minute but I'm never really in it
Sold his ass a dream, put his ass in his feelings
Left with his bag, so it ain't make me no difference
[Chorus: Vae Vanilla]
I ain't got time for the dumb shit
Got played once, then I turned into that one bitch
Then I turned track star, yeah, boy, I run quick
Twenty with no kids, ain't no n***a that I'm stuck with
They say never trust a bitch, but trust this
Out trap and out rap any bitch you fuck with
I heard that song, and, that ain't the one, sis
Asked to be me when the genie gave you one wish

[Verse 2: 9ina]
You can wish, but a bitch could never be me
Bad bitch with the bars on me, you never see me
I don't gotta do shit, pussy chase me like I'm Tweety
And I don't want the dick because these n***as be too easy
9ina known for stacking up like hills, ain't talkin' Beverly
Don't 9ina hold onto the strap like it's a memory
Show you what a lesson be, you try assessin' me
9ina knock out all your sensory with these accessories
In town stacking my bread, being patient, real bitches
Speak up when I'm around, you don't say shit
N***a leave then I ain't chasin', cause my time ain't for the wasting
Come from different places so that mean we not adjacent
You get my time when that cheese hit my account
Add a couple zeros if you askin' the amount
I ain't one of them, I see how hoes be getting down
I ain't fucking with no lame broke n***a or a clown
On the gang, bitch
[Chorus: Vae Vanilla]
I ain't got time for the dumb shit
Got played once, then I turned into that one bitch
Then I turned track star, yeah, boy, I run quick
Twenty with no kids, ain't no n***a that I'm stuck with
They say never trust a bitch, but trust this
Out trap and out rap any bitch you fuck with
I heard that song, and, that ain't the one, sis
Asked to be me when the genie gave you one wish