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Yeah (Thanks for the gift, E) What? (Uh-oh) Yeah (Let's get to work, baby) Bitch, I'm up (Gangsta Grizzillz) Yeah (Anycia, holler at me) Bitch, I'm up, I'm a cash-out queen KBooo too, pretty lil' thing Black truck slidin' with lil' Gigi in the back Know these bitches hatin', know these bitches wack (KARRAHBOOO) Know these bitches broke, bitch don't like me, she could choke Know that when I clap back, they gon' wish they never spoke (Okay, go, go) Nigga pressed to get me back, say he tryna talk it out Runnin' raps around these hoes, it feel like I'm workin' out (Yeah, yeah) I ain't nevеr need a nigga for a goddamn thing Need a nigga for a goddamn thing Never need a nigga for a— what? (Huh, huh, on the gang) Need a nigga for a goddamn thing (Gеt 'em, Glo) Ho, stand the fuck up and stop cryin' 'bout that nigga (Weak ass) Bitch, go outside instead of spyin' on these niggas (Simp ass) Bitch, I'm a boss, I ain't relyin' on these niggas To be honest, I'll never stop lyin' to these niggas (On my mama) Young turnt bitch, ain't never been no fuckin' leech (I stamp that) I ain't lookin' for no husband, I just want a freak (Ugh) Letras de cancionesEnjoy my time with these niggas, that for life shit weak (For real) I'm gettin' my ex name covered as we fuckin' speak (Ayy) Just met this nigga, though, and he say he be trickin' hard It's been two days, he ain't bought shit, ho, when the trickin' 'posed to start? The fuck? Blocked, he finna hate this (Fuckin' dummy) It ain't shit I hate more than a fake trick (On the gang) I ain't never need a nigga for a goddamn thing Need a nigga for a goddamn thing Never need a nigga for a— what? Never need a nigga for a goddamn thing Yeah, no cap Bitch, I never seen you livin' what you rap Bitch, I never seen you do the shit you say you do You don't never have no money, I do not fuck with you The only thing a nigga ever been was in the way (Booo, Booo) Dinner date with Nene, at a steakhouse sippin' cabernet (Go, go, go) Nigga wanna see me, I'm too busy, no time in the day (No, no) DC done poured up so many lines that he could write a play Yeah, plenty hoes, don't know who to choose Bitch, I'm really 'bout a dollar, I don't follow rules Bust it out the band Bitch, you better get a job, ain't no helpin' hand Know you hate it, but you know to shut the fuck up Really pretty, so these bitches think I'm stuck up Mean mug in the club, lookin' fine We the ghetto, but the ho ain't mine Nope, mine neither I cannot commit to you, boy, I'm a cheater (Go, Booo, Boooo) If a bitch think that I'm sweet, then I'ma treat her (Go, okay) Boat just poured a pint of Wock' inside of a two-liter (Go, go, go) Big Nene, KBooo way too up just like the notch up on the speaker (Go, go, Booo) Nene, KBooo way too up just like the frontal on your wig (Mhm, go, go, go) By the way, your nigga broke, he only re-up on a zip (Go, damn, damn) And he asked the plug to front it and he late to pay it back (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'ma swallow a jean jacket 'fore I ever let you crack, yeah Bitch, I'm up, I'm a cash-out queen (Mhm) KBooo too (Booo), pretty lil' thing Black truck slidin' with lil' Gigi in the back (Us) Know these bitches hatin' (Okay), know these bitches wack I ain't never need a nigga for a goddamn thing Need a nigga for a goddamn thing (Okay, one) Never need a nigga for a— what? (Us, okay) Never need a nigga for a goddamn thing From Letras Mania