[Intro]
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Yeah, yeah-yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, my bitch, she bi, my wrist, is glide
Left some broke boys in the past, talk down, we on your ass
In Chanel, we poppin' tags, my shooter love totin' gats
My lil' bitch, she not no nut, you talk down, best, stand on that
Oh my God, oh yeah, I put KK on my haters, or Givenchy, oh yeah
Got in touch from your lil' ho, she say she want me, oh my God
And that ho, I get her wet, just like tsunami, oh my God
I don't even want your bitch, I want your mami

[Verse]
Uh, hop up in that coupe, drop the ceiling off
Takin' five, we put that bitch in drive and then we peelin' off
Don't wanna fuck with that lil' ho, I hate that feelings got involved
Took an X up in a Tesla, I feel like noddin' off
Walk in YSL, I get somethin' and then I bought it all
Connect to that ho, Alexa, she pick up when I call
Talk down, we leave you on a stretcher, we smokin' you like Runtz
Steve gon' hit him with Beretta and watch his body fall

[Bridge]
You ain't talk 'bout money, then what is there to talk about?
Trigger finger itchin', you know I don't wanna talk at all
I think it's my time, I'm turnin' up, it ain't no stoppin' now
They ain't hit my phone, I'm goin' up and now they callin' now
[Chorus]
Yeah, my bitch, she bi, my wrist, is glide
Left some broke boys in the past, talk down, we on your ass
In Chanel, we poppin' tags, my shooter love totin' gats
My lil' bitch, she not no nut, you talk down, best, stand on that
Oh my God, oh yeah, I put KK on my haters, or Givenchy, oh yeah
Got in touch from your lil' ho, she say she want me, oh my God
And that ho, I get her wet, just like tsunami, oh my God
I don't even want your bitch, I want your mami