Either Way

[Verse 1: Bbymutha] Yeah, he need pussy, I need peace of mind I need brick and dime I get sticky like a porcupine Rob a nigga blind He like fuckin', I like makin' money Love is love for dummies I'm in Philly, my bitch lookin' sunny Chew me like a gummy, honey bunny It's a stick up, rock a nigga semen like a ski mask Damn, yo baby mama got a fat ass, huh I know a threesome when I see it We can rinse it and repeat it If I beat it better, bet ya she gon' wanna dip wit me I'm a G, G for Gucci coochie, cop that hoe a Louis Jimmy Choo and lickin' all up on the waistline Kill a nigga spirit, call the people, it's a hate crimе I move like the moon, you wеt like water, Devil's daughter Ion think you wanna go to war wit me though End up on a t-shirt tryna be a fuckin' hero Strap all on me, choppa LGBT, money, molly, marijuana Bbymutha birthin' bitches, why these dishes in my sink hoe? [Interlude: Bbymutha] Yeah, bitch It's five o'clock in the mothafuckin' mornin' And I'm still like, fuck these hoes I ain't never not like, fuck these hoes I don't like you bitches, I hate you hoes, what's up? What's up, bitch? [Verse 2: Na-Kel] Either way I'm fly And my drip from overseas I pulled up into yo party in shit you never seen I pulled up in yo hotel wit a girl you never seen How the fuck that work? Mmm, bitches, they wan' twerk for me I don't even want that Bitch, I want mo' money Ha, yeah, I'm on the bus State to state, bitch, collectin' bucks Big checks, ion give a fuck, give a fuck no mo' I'm just tryna add that shit up, duh Add that shit up [Verse 3: Bbymutha] Niggas want a mama they can stick they dick in Don't wanna chip in Fuck that nigga, diamonds glisten with or without him Bitch, I'm 'bout it Ain't no limit to my revenue Lookin' like a snack, that nigga Scooby Doo I don't fuck with snitches Baddest bitches keep they mouth shut Might end up elopin', fuck a prenup I been doin' bitches favors since I went in labor Fuck it, they ungrateful, I got bills all on my table I'ma pay 'em though Money ain't a thang, these bitches strange Keep the change, you gon' prolly need it later When I pull up in yo city, just to see me 'Cause you couldn't be me, now I'm on yo tv And you still could never ever see me I know you bothered, call yo father Bitch, I'm way too busy tryna flip a check, yeah