[Verse 1]
Surprise, surprise
Your girl is back on the grind
Losing sleep for the paper, designer bags on my eyes
See me in the newspaper, they see that I'm on the rise
And if you see me in the whip I bet I'm bumping some Tribe
Could be bumping "check the rhime" like a million times
And if you buying me a drink I want Bud Light with a lime
Bitches talking that shit, I come around in they minds
And I done made it through the storm so ima stunt and do time like

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Gah damn I’m the muthafucking shit
Gah damn I’m the muthafucking shit
Word around town, I’m that fucking bitch
Word around town, I’m that fucking bitch

[Verse 2]
Fuck a trend, I’m clean when I ain't trying to be
You see me n***a? I’m who your bitch is trying to be
I’m riding with a foreign n***a named Fresco
And we fresh ho, with no dress code
I see you gassed up, yeah you all wrapped up
That’s how you get passed up, while you run laps bruh
Pop goes the bitch thought she fucking with me
Now she pop that pussy to pay off them parking fees
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[Verse 3]
Who are these n***as with these tired ass rhymes?
Who share the same clothes, and flip the same dimes?
Who sold one gram now they think that they hard
‘til a n***a come and decide to pull they ho card

Who is these hoes with these tired ass flows?
Who wear matching outfits and shop at Rainbow
Who done boxed one bitch now they think that they hard
‘til a bitch come and decide to pull they ho card

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