PettyWap 2

[Intro] Twerk for my Instagram, haha Uh [Verse 1] I like them big booty bitches with Chanel purses If she pretty on the 'Gram but look better in person She ain't shy. but her broke nigga make her nervous Accidentally I got famous but got rich on purpose Trappin' hoes like a phone call with bad service Tic tac toe, had to get my exes out my circle Anytime I got the blues, I just smoke some purple Bentley with the hardtop, I'm hoppin' out the Turtle (Skrrt) I'm a trill nigga, in the house, chill nigga Used to be a in the field nigga Nowadays, everybody wanna be a real nigga Bitch, play your cards right, then maybe I will deal with ya, huh [Chorus] Big booty Judy in that Benz, she go hard with her friends And she ain't got no kids but she take care of me like I came out her pussy We live life on the edge so please do not push me [Verse 2] Runnin' up the bands When I hit the mall I be fuckin' up the bands Countin' so much paper, I be fuckin' up my hands Tryna stuff the racks, I be fuckin' up my pants And I got a baby mama that ain't my baby mama And I got a choppa the size of her toddler And she call me daddy 'cause she don't know who her father Says she want some money, made her twerk for a dollar Dior on my kicks, Christian Dior on my visor Thought the bitch was rich, then she pulled up in a Mazda Drip overflowin' like the toilet when it's stopped up First name, I'ma do it, last name, Proper Fake niggas in my picture, now I gotta crop her Even if you held a stop sign, couldn't stop her If you ain't around some money, probably couldn't find her Bust down on her wrist, can't help but watch her Told her, "Leave that nigga 'lone, level up and wise up" If she gave me head, ayy, I guess she made her mind up D'ussé in my cup, I ain't drunk but I'm lyin' D'ussé her complexion, it ain't wine, but she fine [Chorus] Big booty Judy in that Benz, she go hard with her friends And she ain't got no kids but she take care of me like I came out her pussy We live life on the edge so please do not push me