To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
To holler about anything? anything? anything? (x2)
Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds
Cuz im a bad girl, bad girl (x2)
But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps
(x2)there is no art to find
Fucking with a motherfucking mind
Sweet, okay makes sense
Bitch don't kill my vibe (x2)
It’s the hard knock life (x2)
Roll up niggas be like sex
But it’s the goddamn truth, it’s a harsh reality (x2)
Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex
(hook) mess with the south homey thats a dream,hallucinating or imagining x2
Take the steps to finally relieve us, from the debts of non-acted threats
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