TLKGRL

Intro:

I’m getting money (12x)

(Uggh oh my god can y’all just be quiet, like I’m tryna [?]

Talk on the fucking phone, y’all shut the hell up)

[Verse 1]

Yuh, it’s me, big B, real rapper

Miss [?] getting money, no actor

He gone pass me the plate, I’m the pastor

He ain’t never hung out with a bastard

I’m the [?] of the damage, disaster

I’m the [?] of the spell, I’m a caster

I’m so magic, debated a master

You so tragic, the pity, the laughter

Like, ha ha ha, how many [?] can I fit in my bra?

How many G’s can we smoke in the car?

How many ways can I say I’m a star?

Yuh, nah, more likе the moon

I’m not a witch, I’m a goon with a boon

Can’t let a bitch get mе sick, I’m immune

Can’t let a trick have a good afternoon, bitch

I’m about to ruin his life, burning his laundry

And fuck on his wife, yuh

Bitch, fuck being nice, I’m a bully I like when we fight

If she run up, she done up, good night

Blow a kiss, [?] in her life

I’m the hardest, I carve like a knife

I’m the coldest, the slushy, the ice yuh

Bitches is losers, type a bitch that be fucking the [?]

Type a rich you might find in a cooler

Type of pussy you find at a jeweler

Let ‘em’ think he the one, and I use him

Hate a nigga who full of delusions

Hate a bitch who gone jump to conclusions

Let her meet her demise of confusion

If I said it, I said it and meant it

When I’m speaking, he shut up and listen

If I leave he gone know what he missing

I’m a goddess, my body the mission

She ain’t [?] that lil bitch attention

Put that birken away, so pretentious

That shit ugly, atrocious hinges

Big ol’ bag and ain’t shit even in it

Lol bitch, that’s why you my bestie

I’m a school her, if bitches get testy

Imma squeeze her, that bitch getting zesty

Bitches [?] but this pistol is hefty

Chorus:

I’m getting money (7x)

(Uggh hold on, okay I’m getting money

I’m getting money, I’m getting money)

[Verse 2]

Yuh

Anyways [?] bitch I’m back

Fucking shit up like the cat in the hat

Imma sit back and just watch em’ react

I cannot lose cause I’m pretty and black, yuh

Aye, bitches is wack

Sleep on my schedule, that hoe need a nap

She wanna show, imma pull up and clap

Round of applause for the hoes in the back, yuh

Smoke on that bitch like a black

Ducking and dodging, she under attack

Pimping these hoes, the return of the Mack

He won’t make it to dinner, he needed a snack, bitch

Ooh, you so nasty

Niggas [?] glassy

Left the house just to fuck on his daddy

Slut him out, let em’ bang on a baddie

Gotta go, got to fuck on my nigga

He the reason that ass getting bigger

Tis’ the season, I’m cuffing, it’s sicker

Warm it up, mix the coke with the liquor

It was good catching up, imma hit you

You don’t pick up the phone, imma split you

Pull up on me this week, bitch I missed you

Planet 7 for life, you my sister

Outro:

I’m getting money (10x)