Uber Driver Flow

[Intro: Megan Thee Stallion]

Tryna keep my pockets swole, I don't answer to nobody

If it ain’t about the money then it ain't about nuttin

[Verse 1: Megan Thee Stallion]

Somebody call a Uber and get this bitch away from me

Dirty ratchet bitch wanna fight but I'm too Maybelline

Get this bitch a hug or some drugs or some tissue please

I don’t know what her issue is, I don't know where her nigga been

I ain't no jaw-jackin' bitch but my outfit be talking shit (Bitch)

Running through the mall with your daddy, he bought all this shit

I gotta keep breaking hoes out (Break em out)

'Cause my name stay in these hoes mouth (Yeah)

I can bet on they ass like the south

Living like a vacay, taking off

Ay, lighting up my phone, he like "Megan, what you on?"

I'm like "Chillin, getting money, sipping Henny in this thong"

He say "Girl, I'm finna come see"

I said "Nah, nigga, stay where you be"

I don't need your bitch trippin’ on me

Mr. Krab ass hoes, salty (Ahh)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Megan Thee Stallion]

I’m tryna find a way that I can spend all of this paper (Make this paper nigga)

I'm riding round, I’m chiefing loud

I'm tryna keep my pockets on swole (Tryna keep my pockets swole)

I do just what I want, don't see myself answering to no one (I don't answer to nobody)

Ain’t bout the money, then I'm not involved (If it ain't about the money then it ain't about nuttin)

[Verse 2: Megan Thee Stallion]

What the fuck I did? What the fuck I do?

Sad ass hoe, still mad, what's new?

Came in this bitch with the too live crew

And a two-piece looking like new-new

Everythang on fleek, yo' old bitch so weak

Yo' best friend my freak and yo nigga take me to eat

Pop that, pop that, pop that, pop that, pop that shit, don't stop

Ah, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, booty on jiggle when I walk

Ay, she damn near wrecked my car

Tryna drive all on this bar (Damn)

Bitch I am a star, I live next door to Mars (Ay)

I ain't with the drama, I ain't with the drama (I ain't really with it nigga)

Don't be blowing up my phone, call your baby mama (Call your baby mama nigga)

If you hit me more than twice it must be 'bout some money (Motherfuckin' money)

Ay, I'm just being real, I ain't actin' funny (Ay)

[Chorus: Wiz Khalifa & Megan Thee Stallion]

I'm tryna find a way that I can spend all of this paper (Make this paper nigga)

I'm riding round, I'm chiefing loud

I'm tryna keep my pockets on swole (Tryna keep my pockets swole)

I do just what I want, don't see myself answering to no one (I don't answer to nobody)

Ain't bout the money, then I'm not involved (If it ain't about the money then it ain't about nuttin)