He got a chance with a bitch like me He rich enough, rich enough (No) Calls need to stop he ain't calling 'bout the I picking up, picking up little hoes can't sit by the pool You ain't enough, thick enough Weave so and the pussy so wet eat it up eat it up
(x2) Oh My God, this different Oh My God, slippers Oh My God, my wrist Oh My God, might yo feelings
What's the difference me and you? (Who?) 1200 Gucci shoes (Ooh!) I know the will make you feel a way Took years off and i'm still paid (Uh huh!) What's the difference between yours and Credit cards that just decline (No bitch!) overpriced but I still don't mind I spent dollars on a glass of wine
Y'all tryna split the tab you know you shouldn't ate the crab Louis purse but you the tag Bitch you know you finna take it Tit for tat you get the bag You pussy fat, you know waist snatched I'm in the quarter with the ceiling cracked Why you in feelings? I ain't that (Naah!)
no fucking thing you could offer me If he hit it you know he won the lottery Imma him if he eating with no cutlery Pardon me, i'm too I want tickets, ain't talking citations Santortini then i up locations Got no fucks, so don't ask for donations (Woo!) get your bag up Talk [???]
Oh My God, this different Oh My God, slippers Oh My God, my vicious Oh My God, might hurt yo
Oh My God Biggest ever!