Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, (uh) hey, hey, hey (Uh-huh!)
All you do is talk
Bitch get off my balls
I work extra hard so I'm gon' flex and floss (yeah)
Hey, hey, (pussy), hey, hey, (uh) hey, hey, hey, hey (Uh-huh!)
All you do is talk
Bitch get off my balls
I work extra hard so I'm gon' flex and floss
Okay, Stogie!
Still that guy, he flexing
Still got fly in a recession
We climb out them CLS'
Baby come out when she see section
"Where you right now?", speed texting
Life got wild since T finessed 'em
Switched up styles, see the checks
We spit bars with Styles P on record
Shoutout to G.O.A.Ts
But we grew up slaughtering goats
Had no butter on toast
Township hustle and go
Take your butter with toast
Got a nasty lil' bro who got enough dope to powder your nose
And some sassy bitch bosses who run up the score to shut up you hoes
This that knock knock like the joke
She give top-top till she soak
I go chop chop till she moan
But now it's half past you should go
See you in ummm
You could visit some more just don't speak this to no one
You still on a jock
How do you talk with a mouth full of balls?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, (uh) hey, hey, hey (Uh-huh!)
All you do is talk
Bitch get off my balls
I work extra hard so I'm gon' flex and floss (yeah)
Hey, hey, (pussy), hey, hey, (uh) hey, hey, hey, hey (Uh-huh!)
All you do is talk
Bitch get off my balls
I work extra hard so I'm gon' flex and floss
If I was a nigga I'd fuck everyday
Snatch all your bitches and have 'em my way
I am a queen guess you'll never relate
I use protection I'll never be late
Look at the money that's coming my way
Look at the money I spend everyday
I could be running your city all day
But these Balenciagas is heavy as shit
I'm doing business while I'm writing lyrics (So
I'm at the booth while I'm getting these digits)
Don't care for these bitches cause they'll never get it
(They went and did gimmicks while I did it different)
Invested in Cartier and never a necklace (I
Really think that would be stupid and reckless)
I talk to my ancestors,
Y'all never listen (They go get Giuseppes but not even slippers)
Bona ba ipona raba bontšha
O bona millione wa nfentsha
Ke bona hundreds thou ka e spender
Ke nna idibala in a wraith
Bitch I'm antisocial I don't talk
To anybody unless it's about the paper
Only chat about the cheddar otherwise hay' suk' uya claim-a
Hey, hey, (pussy), hey, hey, (uh) hey, hey, hey, hey (Uh-huh!)
All you do is talk
Bitch get off my balls
I work extra hard so I'm gon' flex and floss
Nasty got the juice, me I got the smoothie
Call me Bragga brrr, call me Bragga brrr
Bitch I got the Uzi
I put the price up on top of your head
Niggas talk shit cause I'm not in your bed
Got my own shit I ain't counting your
Bread and my competition is most probably dead
I go the hardest regardless
I ain't no regular artist I'm honest
I finished college, I studied business and commerce
Just to come school all you artists
I am a goddess, I been the queen for the longest
Family Tree they a compass
So when they leave comments that's you revealing your problems
I just make hits and deposit
And I keep it moving I'm on to the next
Only got time for the fam and the cheques
When I'm in a rush I just hop on a jet
And I'm quick to fly over no "S" on my chest
Mona Lisa gotta pass for me
Ladies tell me I'm a master piece
Hardest album you can ask the streets
Bitch I'm Bragga I'm a fucking beast (Grrr)
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, (uh) hey, hey, hey (Uh-huh!)
All you do is talk
Bitch get off my balls
I work extra hard so I'm gon' flex and floss (yeah)
Hey, hey, (pussy), hey, hey, (uh) hey, hey, hey, hey (Uh-huh!)
All you do is talk
Bitch get off my balls
I work extra hard so I'm gon' flex and floss