T.T.S

Cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin', cryin' They want me to talk my shit I'm not stressing over, no, bitch, that's irrelevant Poppin pills ain't talking medicines Taking pictures with my nemesis Faking titties on a Snapchat asking strangers, do you got cash app I never fake it, always real Showing all these bum bitches, what's the deal Pussy on the gram, just to get-a-deal I never scam a nigga just to get a fucking meal Cause I walk out like I talk We ain't Migos, bitch, you're wildin Wildin Yeah that's my habit, don't you catch me with this cannon I'm notorious in this game You ain't in my fucking lane Taking shots through your brain So don't ever disrespect Popping champagne in my plane While you're walking with a cane Throwing kisses at your man Got me saying I'm the best I'm not fucking with no lame If he's fucking with a shame Tryna get a little taste, ew, what a waste Ha-ha Guess I went to all these bumped bitches But they stay shitty ass bum, bitches Got the fire on my sleeve Like I'm in Dragon Ball Z Got this bitch catching Zs While I'm counting fucking sheets While I'm counting fucking sheets While I'm counting fucking sheets While I'm counting fucking sheets Only bad bitches on the scene Talking out your ass ain't nothing new How you gonna hate with your coochie-loos With a different man in every crew I'ma talk my shit like you bitches do Nuts in they mouth like cashews I'm the one who pays the dues My money green like Mountain Dew She got bumps in her ass more than a mountain do I never fake it, though it's real Showing all these bum Bitches What's the deal? Pussy on the grab, just to get a deal I never f*ck the nigga just to get a fucking meal I never fake it, though it's real Showing all these bum bitches What's the deal? Pussy on the grab, just to get a deal I never f*ck the nigga just to get a fucking meal I never f*ck the nigga just to get a fucking meal