Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
I like the net when the net like me
I like the checks when the checks like me
I give 'em neck and I suck that D
Girl, what you want from Mickey D's?
Fuck up the tempo, one, two, three
Still streaming Tempo with Missy
I got a temper, I need sleep
I got an attitude, need to eat
I look so good, when I grit my teeth
Invisalign, bitch, I'ma fix my teeth
Up in the club, come and sit by me
We talking shit, come and sip some tea
Kind of a bitch, low-key, high-key
It's kinda funny, ke-ke-ke
I hate the internet, I love the internet
Peruse the internet from time to time
Is it October yet? Is it December yet?
I got the ho-ho-hoes on my mind
Sexy and heavyset, wearing the Heatherette
Haven't seen Heatherette since '09
That boy a terrorist, very nefarious
He blow the pussy up every time
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me? (Every time)
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me? (Every time)
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
Wanna fuck with a bitch like me?
I'm in land now, boys, I'm in landmine, boys
I just bought a plain jane, I'm in landmine, boys
I can put your ass to sleep like I am white noise
Or you wanna parlay with them franchise boys
Like a kid in the store, yeah, my hand got toys
All I do is speak the truth, they can't stand my voice
Think your man like— think your man like boys
I be shining like the sun, you get a tan line, boys
Every season is a summer when you hot like me
Man, I draw with the pen, you can't jot like me
You say you getting money, but not like me
Your flow so sick, it sound a lot like me
You want beef, I brought spatulas
To me, your life is matchless
They tip their hats off 'cause they know they can't cap with us
I eat a weak rapper, she'll be glad I ate a maximus
And if you looking for some real scholars, you should ask Bust, wack
Put me on your network, baby
My net worth going crazy
Don't be staring at me blankly
Gen Z or boomer, baby
Would you like to add some bacon?
Sorry, not today, Satan
Aren't you bitches tired of hating?
Sorry, not today, Satan
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