Hold up don't tell me shit, Where were you when I started shit, When the pillow for the head was a pile of bricks And I had no dough for the bread so I never ate Ahnnn
Hold up don't tell me shit
I don't care about your bag of tricks
Roll one while you suck on this
Dick
Bitch!
They say I gotta think about a restart
Get a choc boy pass that kit kat
But a bitch like me don't need that
My shit hot - Beleeee that
Why you gotta be on my biz everytime
I'm stressed 9 to 5 while you passing the time
Do what you do keep my ass on the line
I'd be over the moon cos my star's gotta shine
While you taking still shots of my dcups
I flip flop get props on my hiphop
I see them trya get low when the beef starts
And time goes tick tock on my gshock
Please don't try to waste my time with your shit-
Don't try to tell me how to handle my biz
Got no patience for your long ass speech
Cos While u tryna land I'd be Over the seas
I don't care how you do your shit
I'm just saying
U sure don't do it like this
So What you saying?
I don't think that ya really know me
Wan bi naa
Do you know me
I'm the one like the 2 from 3
Now Please tell me what ya do for me
So!
Hold on... Eesss!
Mi - fun won leti
Eesss
Mi- fun won leti
VS 2
You come thru with your hands tryna shake us
White tees gold chains and Adidas
Tell us all about your advance and your figures
Now you get to have an opinion
How I gotta do this gotta do that
You paint up this whole fact on a flow chart
Of how I'm the new kid and you're the cool cat
Shiiiit
Why you all up in my biz all up in my biz
When u see me take a picture cheeze take a picture cheez
Tell me how you have a lotta things have a lotta things
That you wanna tell me
Nigga please ahnnnnn Nigga please
What you think I rap for to push a rav4
Come in thru the front just to take the back door
Ve had enough patience do u think I gat more
To get up on the score with my pedal to d floor