She's a bad B, I could eat her up
She's a bad B, I could eat her up (Yeah)
She's a bad B (Huh), I could eat her up (Huh)
I could eat her up (Yeah), I could eat her up (Yeah)
I'm the one who count the dollars (Dollars)
I'm fresh as fuck, pull up, all Prada (Drip)
He wanna fuck on a MILF, callin' me mama (Uh)
I post me a pic and they went out and bought it
Stock out, they tap out (Huh)
Said I'm too violent, I rock out (Huh)
My bitch is so solid, she knock bitches out (Bow)
I count up that money, took the paper route
Bitch, mind your business (Shut up)
I got money way up to the ceilin' (The ceilin')
I could eat her for lunch, call her Billy (Billy)
I go stupid, you bitches is silly (Silly)
She's a bad B, I could eat her up
She's a bad B (Uh-huh), I could eat her up (Yeah)
She's a bad B (Damn), I could eat her up (Lunch)
I could eat her up (Yeah), I could eat her up (Yeah)
That ho ain't punk, she a punk (She a punk)
Bad bitch don't speak, she a monk (She a monk)
She fakin', I'm used to the punk (To the punk)
I wake up and do what I want (Yeah)
How much I make? A ton (A ton)
Surrounded by all of my sons (All my sons)
You bitches ain't really on none (On none)
They fold under pressure, I'm just havin' fun (Fun)
I'm the party wherever I'm goin'
Tryna bag me, I'm already knowin' (Already knowin')
Put my wrist on, it's already snowin' (Snowin')
I got bags in the house like I grow it
She's a bad B, I could eat her up
She's a bad B (Uh-huh), I could eat her up (Yeah)
She's a bad B (Damn), I could eat her up (Lunch)
I could eat her up (Yeah), I could eat her up (Yeah)
Bah, bah, bah
Yeah, got up out my head, I can't be sad about shit
Too many people wanna live in my skin
Too many options when I pick out my fit
Same thing goes when I pick out a dude
Fuck nigga, sit down, we ain't lookin' at you
Only time I look down is when I check out my shoes
All of this shit 'cause I play the ace deuce
Got competition, bet it ain't you
Pettin', they choose, pettin', they lose
We don't want your hand, we ain't callin' no truce
Whips Tis Wayne, hop out like Bruce
Call me insane, glad I ain't you
Better than all of them, might as well murder them
Got too much love for my own, though
Peppermint colors, I like different colors
My face on the magazine cover, woah
Me (Me), me (Uh-huh), me (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Me (Yeah), me (Yeah), me (Me), me
They cannot touch me
Who is the best? Me
Who do I love? Me
Who wanna test? Me
Like car got no keys, house got no lease
More diamond beads
To get tough as me, down a hole, need a beach
Stalkin' that boy while he totin' the beam
Love when it beep, that's a money machine
Bitches want beef, try that and you'll see
Call that boy Travis, turn him to a fiend
Wick, I'm the lead
Bitches ain't ballin', they not in the league (Yeah)
Such a giant, they look up to me
Massacre with my picks, hit the feat'
He a thug, yes, he like my pretty feet
I'm a bachelor, all I care about is
Me (Me), me, me (Me), me (Uh-huh)
Me (Me), me, me (Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh), me
They cannot touch me
Who is the best? Me
Who do I love? Me (Yeah)
Who wanna test? Me (Okay)
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