Knowing

You ain't got to tell me that im bad Yeah i know it Yeah i know it Yeah yeah i know it I just went and got me a bag Im bout to blow it Finna blow it Yep finna blow it You ain't got to tell me that im bad Yeah i know it Yeah i know it Yeah yeah i know it I just went and got me a bag I'm bout to blow it Finna blow it Yep finna blow it Show me something Show me different Might reward you with some licking I aint tripping on that bitch So you know i keep it pimping This that tron in my cup Only thing that i be sipping I'm a real bad bitch I'm a boss no pretending To get up on my level Might be hard im competition Just look at how i walk Listen to how i talk The way i spit these bars There's no way i can be stopped F*ck i look like giving up Only way is to the top In the club turnt up I'm with gang and your main He like the way i twerk it Make him want to give me brain High of a wood like i'm flying In a plane first class baby girl Me and you are not the same You know im bad Im a bad bitch Can't wait until i get mad rich Stunting on you bitches Yall not real call them catfish Ass sit so perfect think it's fake No this that real shit Wouldnt even think i'm local The way that i spit shit You ain't got to tell me that im bad Yeah i know it Yeah i know it Yeah yeah i know it I just went and got me a bag I'm bout to blow it Finna blow it Yep finna blow it You aint got to tell me that im bad Yeah i know it Yeah i know it Yeah yeah i know it I just went and got me a bag I'm bout to blow it Finna blow it Yep finna blow it Boss ass bitch i do boss bitch shit Trapping out the bando can't tell me shit I'm just waiting on the money While i write another hit Probably on social media About to post another pic How we saw your girl Introduce her to a trick Tell her get my money I ain't playing with you trick I got 99 hustles im just trying to get rich Yeah i got it on my own ain't nobody give me shit Dont make me get out my body I'm trying to enjoy the party I'm about to turn this bitch up Don't make me get some shit started I'm with jala and niki We about to roll up some sticky And when im bored i call your nigga He leave you to come and kick it You know he pulling right up That nigga can't get enough He like firgo you so fine I think im falling in love I told him i don't f*ck with twelve I'm not wearing no cuffs I told that nigga get to stepping For a bust me a up You ain't got to tell me that im bad Yeah i know it Yeah i know it Yeah yeah i know it I just went and got me a bag I'm bout to blow it Finna blow it Yep finna blow it You aint got to tell me that im bad Yeah i know it Yeah i know it Yeah yeah i know it I just went and got me a bag I'm bout to blow it Finna blow it Yep finna blow it