Letra de Advanced
Bitch, I know my mom proud of me, I know these niggas doubted me
It's Rula Santanny-tan, I'm fucking on your proud to be
A sh- hated many men, they don't know that they clouted me
It's Rula Santanny-tan, I'm fucking on your proud to be
A sh- hated many men, they don't know that they clouted me
Kudos to like all the fucking niggas that be clowning me
Just 'cause I signed a piece of fucking paper, they not running me
These niggas ain't running shit, these niggas ain't doing none
I could give a fuck about your bitch if she a two or some
I could give a fuck 'bout talking if it ain't 'bout blue or some
You begging for me to not take your ho like she was cool or some
If that nigga try to copy swag, then he is rudе or some
And I was beefing with that bitch but she gon' block me likе we through or some
I know they remembered me, I know they gon' remember me
Nigga, that's what legends do, nigga, that's what members be
Nigga, that's what makers do, nigga, that's what I'm gon' be
Nigga, that's what liars do and it come from being me
Look what money make her do, she think I'm her fantasy
"BK, baby, please come through, we can drink some Hennessy"
Look what money make her do, look what Rue San make her do
Look what Tana make her do, look what Black make her do
Look what stacks make her do, look what that make her do
Look what clothes make her do, look what goals make her do
Look what fame make her do, look what gang make her do
Look what lames make her do, look what blue make her do
Fuck with me, fuck with you, money count, kinda up
Eat your words Crissy Q, what would that make you do?
Could you take all the hate or will it ruin you?
Can you take all the stakes? Put a heart, stick go through
Not with all that dark you do, not without the light, you can't
Walk in, ho, see your ho, steal the show, do my dance
Sober ho, super 'fro, when I damn do my stance
Hero gang, super ho, maybe I'm just too advanced
Ho, ho, ho, heh
Ho, yeah, ho, yeah
Just 'cause I signed a piece of fucking paper, they not running me
These niggas ain't running shit, these niggas ain't doing none
I could give a fuck about your bitch if she a two or some
I could give a fuck 'bout talking if it ain't 'bout blue or some
You begging for me to not take your ho like she was cool or some
If that nigga try to copy swag, then he is rudе or some
And I was beefing with that bitch but she gon' block me likе we through or some
I know they remembered me, I know they gon' remember me
Nigga, that's what legends do, nigga, that's what members be
Nigga, that's what makers do, nigga, that's what I'm gon' be
Nigga, that's what liars do and it come from being me
Look what money make her do, she think I'm her fantasy
"BK, baby, please come through, we can drink some Hennessy"
Look what money make her do, look what Rue San make her do
Look what Tana make her do, look what Black make her do
Look what stacks make her do, look what that make her do
Look what clothes make her do, look what goals make her do
Look what fame make her do, look what gang make her do
Look what lames make her do, look what blue make her do
Fuck with me, fuck with you, money count, kinda up
Eat your words Crissy Q, what would that make you do?
Could you take all the hate or will it ruin you?
Can you take all the stakes? Put a heart, stick go through
Not with all that dark you do, not without the light, you can't
Walk in, ho, see your ho, steal the show, do my dance
Sober ho, super 'fro, when I damn do my stance
Hero gang, super ho, maybe I'm just too advanced
Ho, ho, ho, heh
Ho, yeah, ho, yeah
