TYPE BEAT

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh
Okay, yeah
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)

[Chorus]
I got a bunch of bitches mad
I know a lot of bitches hatin', they ain't never seen no cash
I know they hate me 'cause I'm thorough
I put my foot on bitches' necks, and I ain't let up
That n***a do not eat it right, I told him get up
Like, n***a, move around
I know you wish you had a bitch like me
I know you wish you was a bitch like me
I fuck yo' n***a to Detroit type beats
Yeah, huh

[Verse]
Candy paint the cat
It's a lion in his engine, this is not a Scat
I don't care about no mentions, tell me wherе you at
Tell me wherе you be
You a dime, but you ain't me
Turn it up a T, ain't no tit for tat
Bitch was gettin' on my nerve, I sent her Uber back
Pretty, ghetto, and petite, he know my coochie fat
They know I'm gettin' racks
Got bitches twerkin' in the club like, "Run that Nene back"
Doley, never need a pack
If he say he had me, he a dummy, how you let me pass?
Finger fuckin' money, you a bum, it ain't no fun in that
Nene number uno, and I guess that's why these bitches sad
[Chorus]
I got a bunch of bitches mad
I know a lot of bitches hatin', they ain't never seen no cash
I know they hate me 'cause I'm thorough
I put my foot on bitches' necks, and I ain't let up
That n***a do not eat it right, I told him get up
Like, n***a, move around
I know you wish you had a bitch like me
I know you wish you was a bitch like me
I fuck yo' n***a to Detroit type beats

[Outro]
Huh, Big Nene
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch