Wake Up

[Intro] (Philly Ferrari) [Chorus: Ty Bri] Wake up bad bitch Wake up smashin' shit (Yeah) Hop out the bed, ooh, swaggin', glamorous Just got a check, ooh yeah, cashin' it Fuck around get your whip flipped treatin' me average Pop off, fuck your knockoff (Yeah) Soufflé, whip your top off (Uh) Bust in, jaw drop Give your old girl somethin' to talk about He go berserk when I'm walkin' out He want dessert, cookie in his mouth I make that shit look easy They lookin' at me for the route [Verse 1: Ty Bri] I love me some Valentino (Yeah) Them girls is plottin', we know (Uh-huh) I'ma ski up, she get beat up All while I rock Moschino Bitches ain't fuckin' with me, though Need my cream, no Frappuccino (Yeah) Bitch better watch her step This ain't no frat, but she know I'ma go hard for them dollars (Queen) Please do not take me to mama (No) I buy my own designer (Yeah) And I need like three or four commas (Uh-huh) I wanna be on a jet (Yeah) He do that shit for the set (Yeah) Might let him call her collect If you owe me, you payin' a debt, uh I got him callin' me baby He wanna be with me daily (Ooh) Fur mink on me, I'm stylin' (What?) Pussy pink with low mileage I ain't got time to gossip Can't get paid, don't tell me about it (Nah) Get so high, might fuck on a pilot He blew me, I blocked him, he callin' me private (Yeah) [Chorus: Ty Bri & Mulatto] Wake up bad bitch Wake up smashin' shit (Yeah) Hop out the bed, ooh, swaggin', glamorous Just got a check, ooh yeah, cashin' it Fuck around get your whip flipped treatin' me average Pop off, fuck your knockoff (Yeah) Soufflé, whip your top off (Uh) Bust in, jaw drop Give your old girl somethin' to talk about He go berserk when I'm walkin' out He want dessert, cookie in his mouth I make that shit look easy They lookin' at me for the route (Big Latto) [Verse 2: Mulatto] Comin' off the hip with a dirty Glock Real VVs on me, they Milly Rock (Ice) Got it out the mud, took a different route Fuck an OnlyFans, got M's in the bank account (Cash) Rearview camera on the Benz when I'm backin' out Twenty for a show, guarantee I'ma pack it out I'ma get the head then leave, I'ma cap 'em down Still spendin' money quarantined, y'all runnin' out Wake up bad bitch, pussy talk that cash shit (Cash) Rich bitch, I can't fuck him if he average (Hell nah) Hop up in that C8 and I smash it (Skrrt, skrrt) Draco in the trunk just for a mad bitch (Brrt) Bet I make him forget 'bout his main ho Got him dodgin' this bitch like Durango He wanna trap a rich bitch, but I can't go (Yeah) Ty Bri and me, that's what they waitin' for (Hey) I split a bitch wig 'bout that bankroll Hop out with that stick like a pogo Ain't scared of nothin', bitch, you a ho-ho (What?) Put it on him, I might take his whole soul [Chorus: Ty Bri] Wake up bad bitch Wake up smashin' shit (Yeah) Hop out the bed, ooh, swaggin', glamorous Just got a check, ooh yeah, cashin' it Fuck around get your whip flipped treatin' me average Pop off, fuck your knockoff (Yeah) Soufflé, whip your top off (Uh) Bust in, jaw drop Give your old girl somethin' to talk about He go berserk when I'm walkin' out He want dessert, cookie in his mouth I make that shit look easy They lookin' at me for the route [Verse 3: Ty Bri] We got big ol' large amounts (Yeah, yeah, yeah) We too lit, we sparkin' out (Uh-huh) Labels hit me up, they callin' now (Ayy) Yeah, I'ma be ballin' out You got beef, just call it out (Yeah) Guess that's what this all about 'Cause I put waterfall all on his mouth (Bitch) Sex so good, he fallin' out Typical, lot of you bitches be miserable Nobody wanna get physical Me and your nigga, let's see what we finna do Me and my bitches, we link with a friend or two We showin' out, we poppin' shit on the couch Bitches, they know what I'm 'bout I'm goin' up, might as well pour me a cup These hoes ain't makin' the cut [Chorus: Ty Bri] Wake up bad bitch Wake up smashin' shit (Yeah) Hop out the bed, ooh, swaggin', glamorous Just got a check, ooh yeah, cashin' it Fuck around get your whip flipped treatin' me average Pop off, fuck your knockoff (Yeah) Soufflé, whip your top off (Uh) Bust in, jaw drop Give your old girl somethin' to talk about He go berserk when I'm walkin' out He want dessert, cookie in his mouth I make that shit look easy They lookin' at me for the route