JT - City Cinderella Album Lyrics

Still the same bitch, ain't shit changed
Damn, I miss my dogs, damn, I miss the game
Moved away from home, hopin' shit change
Still a lot of trauma eatin' at my brain

Bitch, I'm still mad from twenty years ago
Wonder why my daddy gave my mama dope
Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope
Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope

Rent past due, but my shoes new
Non-rappin' bitch, who the f*ck you talkin' to?
I was off in Saks, Gucci alligator bags
While you were layin' on your back and stuffin' bottles up your ass
These niggas ain't shit, words from my auntie
Eight mugshots, niggas still beg to f*ck me
Bitch, I'm too rare like NY with some palm trees
Bitches ever play, then his face where my palm be
These are facts, ask the bitches on my block
How I was parked at them stoves with them pieces in my socks
And I'm still hot, in the summer, terry cloth
Made it to the top and I swear I'll never stop

Still the same bitch, ain't shit changed
Damn, I miss my dogs, damn, I miss the game
Moved away from home, hopin' shit change
Still a lot of trauma eatin' at my brain

Bitch, I'm still mad from twenty years ago
Wonder why my daddy gave my mama dope
Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope
Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope

Who would have thought me, JT
Would be sittin' at awards, I was just in cell three
Now it's Italy, solo dates at symphonies
Champagne glasses, Ferragamos on my feet
So fresh, so clean and I made it from the dirt
Can't understand the menu, send a bitch a surf and turf
I won't bend and I won't fold
Mwah, no bars, five hundred thousand sold

Still the same bitch, ain't shit changed
Damn, I miss my dogs, damn, I miss they game
Moved away from home, hopin' shit change
Still a lot of trauma eatin' at my brain

Bitch, I'm still mad from twenty years ago
Wonder why my daddy gave my mama dope
Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope
Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope

Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope
Young, Black and lost, but never lost hope

(Dinuzzo)

I can sell a split (split), I can whip a brick (brick)
I can rob a trick, I'm from Dade County, bitch (305)
I can whip a brick (brick), I can sell a split (split)
I can hit that lick (pow), I'm from Dade, bitch

My nigga need a Visa (what up?), he just got out the hole (yeah)
I gotta get him right (let's go), he tryna make sto'
My sis got two hundred pills in her coochie hole (we trappin')
And when she hit the bathroom, she gon' let 'em go (yeah)
That's two hundred pills, but what he don't know (what?)
She got two hundred more in her booty hole (okay)
That's four hundred pills (okay), one hundred a pill (okay)
40K out the mud, I'm trappin' in heels

I can sell a split (split), I can whip a brick (brick)
I can rob a trick, I'm from Dade County, bitch (305)
I can whip a brick (brick), I can sell a split (split)
I can hit that lick (pow), I'm from Dade, bitch

Don't try to judge me if you ain't from 'round here (pussy-ho)
I'm a City Girl, born and raised down here (facts)
I grew up with the sliders (yeah), I know all the steppas (steppas)
Rose from the trenches, I'm the City Cinderella
I told Eliantte, "I want all my diamonds yellow" (lemonade)
I can make this ass clap acapella (clap, clap)
I can make this ass clap acapella
I'm the City Cinderella

I can sell a split (split), I can whip a brick (brick)
I can rob a trick, I'm from Dade County, bitch (305)
I can whip a brick (brick), I can sell a split (split)
I can hit that lick (pow), I'm from Dade, bitch

Hey, baby girl, it's Queen, your fairy gang-mother
We have came to a unanimous decision
To crown you the queen of bad bitches worldwide
(I don't f*ck with these niggas, I don't f*ck with these hoes)
Now with that crown
You get these beautiful crystal slippers, baby
And they used to, not wear, but to crack a ho in they head
If they get out of line
(I don't f*ck with these niggas, I don't f*ck with these hoes)

Pull up Double-R, this that Rih and Rocky
Badder than these bitches, so you know I'm cocky (right)
Lip gloss complement my Black skin (mwah)
Ask Khaled, bitch, all I do is win

I take shots, don't forget the lime
Bitches switch teams before halftime (oh, yeah)
I'ma tell you hatin' hoes one time (listen up)
Sit the f*ck down, bitch, it's my time
Pussy clean, I'm so mean, bitches can't stand me (they can't)
This ain't what you want, ho, play with your mammy (bitch)
When you compare me to a bitch, it scare me (what?)
Ain't a bitch f*ckin' with me, please don't compare me

If the landlord knock, I ain't here
Cold bitch, Moncler all year (yeah)
My heart pump blood, no fear
Pussy-ho, you know what's up with me

Pull up Double-R, this that Rih and Rocky
Badder than these bitches, so you know I'm cocky
Lip gloss complement my Black skin (mwah)
Ask Khaled, bitch, all I do is win (oh)

Win with us or watch us win (oh)
Everyone got a choice (oh)
(Oh, f*ck 'em)
I don't f*ck with these niggas, I don't f*ck with these hoes
(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
I don't f*ck with these niggas, I don't f*ck with these hoes

I don't f*ck with these bitches, I don't f*ck with these hoes
Bitch, I've been in shit since I lived with Coco
René Caovilla just to complement my toes
This that money glow, ho, I'd never touch my nose
All my bitches bad pill poppers and some thieves
JT so shiesty 'cause she got the game from Cleve'
Bitches love tea like they name Britney
Toxic-ass bitch in some low-riser jeans

If the landlord knock, I ain't here
Cold bitch, Moncler all year
My heart pump blood, no fear
Pussy ho, you know what's up with me

Pull up Double-R, this that Rih and Rocky
Badder than these bitches, so you know I'm cocky
Lip gloss complement my Black skin (mwah)
Ask Khaled, bitch, all I do is win

(Oh)
(Oh)
(Oh)
I don't f*ck with these bitches, I don't f*ck with these hoes
It's whatever
(Oh) However and whenever
(Oh) Everyone got a choice
(Oh) We don't f*ck with you
I don't f*ck with these niggas, I don't f*ck with these hoes
JT, 305
DJ Khaled

What's up, bitches? What's up, hoes?
This motherf*ckin' JT (yeah)
Reportin' live from I Don't Give A F*ck Nation
I'm the motherf*ckin' president
F*ck every hatin'-ass ho (yeah, you, bitch)
That got somethin' to motherf*ckin' say (shut the f*ck up)
Go suck a motherf*ckin' dick, a big one

I got on shit you can't pronounce, wait, let me spell it out
L-O-E-W-E and I don't care 'bout the amount (cash)
These bitches into fashion mad 'cause I'm into fashion
Mad I got that shit on and they shit was in the past tense (tired-ass hoes)
Woo, talkin' 'bout you had that shit on
In 2017, bitch, it's 2024 (hahaha)
And you ain't got that shit no more, ho (no)
You ain't got that shit no more, ho, yeah
I'm that bitch, I'm that bitch and you can't stand it, ho (you can't stand it, ho)
I'm that bitch shaking ass in the section, ho
I'm that bitch front row at all them fashion shows
I'm that bitch blackin' out in the jewelry store
Get on my level, lil' musty ho
Shine my shoe, shine my shoe, you dusty ho (yeah)
I used to walk in the Louis store and try to scam
Now I walk in that bitch with 'bout a hundred bands
I'm in the gym workin' out in my black Skims (sup, Kim?)
Pretty Black skin, face in the top ten (pretty)
After I drop my shit, then you can drop then (ho)
This for my boss bitches gettin' money, locked in, uh (yeah)

I got that shit on (I do), look how I work it (look at me)
Body snatched, bills paid, bitch I'm servin' (I'm servin')
Pussy clean, ice cream, bitch, I'm servin' (I'm servin')
I'm servin' (I'm servin'), bitch, I'm perfect (I'm perfect)
Hair did, nails done, bitch, I'm servin' (I'm servin')
When I walk through, these hoes get nervous (these hoes scared)
'Cause I'm servin' (I'm servin'), I'm servin'
I'm worth it, you bitches worthless

All-black hoodie, gold Cuban, he skiin' (yeah)
Bitch, I'm back spending ho money in Neiman's (ice, ice, ice)
Crispy-ass hundreds have a real bitch creamin' (ow)
Get 'em in a room and my bitch ain't leavin' (nope)
This a motherf*ckin' stick-up
And all you hatin' hoes, please shut the f*ck up (shh)
Bitches playin' both sides, think we on some sissy shit (uh-uh)
We'll never be cool, you stupid dizzy bitch
He like my perky breasts and he on a Percocet (yeah)
We 'bout to have some sex, yeah, we havin' Perco-sex (ow)
Pretty bitch with some pretty bitches (yeah), we them pretty bitches
Nah, it ain't our birthday, but we them litty bitches (ah)

I got that shit on (I do), look how I work it (look at me)
Body snatched, bills paid, bitch I'm servin' (I'm servin')
Pussy clean, ice cream, bitch, I'm servin' (I'm servin')
I'm servin' (I'm servin'), bitch, I'm perfect (I'm perfect)
Hair did, nails done, bitch, I'm servin' (I'm servin')
When I walk through, these hoes get nervous (these hoes scared)
'Cause I'm servin' (I'm servin'), I'm servin'
I'm worth it, you bitches worthless

Yeah

Dance

I ain't never ran from the dick (never)
Smack it from the back, I'ma dance on the dick (ow)
Dance on the dick, d-dance on the dick (yeah)
Slide down the pole and land on the dick
Spit, no hands on the dick (ugh)
Let me get on top, I'ma dance on the dick (ow)
This nigga spent a couple hunnid bands on a bitch (cash)
Dance on the dick, d-dance on the dick

I'm a bad-ass bitch with my rich ass (JT)
I need a big dick nigga with a big bag (where you at?)
And I'ma dance on his dick with my thick ass (ow, ow, ow)
He a freak, sneaky link, with his trick ass (sure is)
Come and f*ck me standin' up, I'ma dance on the dick (yeah)
Chinese splits, I'ma land on the dick (wow)
I might go live, OnlyFans on the dick (come on)
You better show out or I'ma cancel the dick (bye)
Dade County bitch, I be trendin' and shit (I do)
Pussy so wet, he go and swim this shit (swish)
I done f*cked up his stock, he can't handle a bitch (at all)
Look back at him while I dance on the dick, ayy (yeah)

I ain't never ran from the dick (never)
Smack it from the back, I'ma dance on the dick (ow)
Dance on the dick, d-dance on the dick (yeah)
Slide down the pole and land on the dick
Spit, no hands on the dick (ugh)
Let me get on top, I'ma dance on the dick (ow)
This nigga spent a couple hunnid bands on a bitch (cash)
Dance on the dick, d-dance on the dick

Hiss, movin' like a snake in this bitch
I clap, my ass'll start a earthquake in this bitch (boom, boom)
Spread my legs, make it rain in this bitch
He in love with a stripper, T-Pain in this bitch (stripper)
Pretty, black with a fat cootie cat
Make my booty clap like I work at Booby Trap
We in Tootsie's where the niggas tip the pussy
Take your shoes off, bitch, dance in your footies
Dance, dance, dance, dance
Dance, dance, dance, dance
I'm doin' pole tricks like a bitch in the Olympics
Your pockets slim, bankroll Ozempic (haha)

I ain't never ran from the dick (never)
Smack it from the back, I'ma dance on the dick (ow)
Dance on the dick, d-dance on the dick (yeah)
Slide down the pole and land on the dick
Spit, no hands on the dick (ugh)
Let me get on top, I'ma dance on the dick (ow)
This nigga spent a couple hunnid bands on a bitch (cash)
Dance on the dick, d-dance on the dick

Extra lemon pepper on my wings, ho
I ain't got no rap for bitches or no sing, ho
I ain't got no rap for bitches
I ain't got no rap for bitches

Got it all on tonight, bitch, I'm showin' out (yeah)
Filthy-ass bitch, keep my name out your mouth (dirty ho)
I'm the pretty one and you just look okay
Ask him for a bag and his reply is always, "Okay"
Bitches play they part just to suck the same dick as me
He tell a white lie, I make that nigga cop another key
I was bad as f*ck in school and, bitch, I'm still bad (I'm still bad)
JT a convicted felon and I'm still on they ass
These Rick Owens, boo, these ain't prison pants (prison pants)
If the bag big enough, he get a second chance
Smokin' on some shit smell like a bitch floppin' down
Used to be the shit, look at that bitch floppin' now

Extra lemon pepper on my wings, ho
I ain't got no rap for bitches or no sing, ho
I'm in a relationship, lookin' real single
Big titties slippin' out, yeah, it's givin' freak ho, ow

Pink and purple new diamonds, got my wrist frostbit (ice)
He ate my pussy on the yacht, now a bitch seasick (water)
JT tear the club up just like I'm Three 6
Like a block of that rerock, he gon' wanna remix
I'ma shake my donk, Valentino pumps
I'm the one buddy love, my ass fat, Professor Klumps
On my Queen Bey shit, he in love and he drunk
I'm a Dade County bitch, I shoot dice and play Tonk

Got it all on tonight, bitch, I'm showin' out
Filthy-ass bitch, keep my name out your mouth
I'm the pretty one and you just look okay
Ask him for a bag and his reply is always, "Okay"
Bitches play they part just to suck the same dick as me
He tell a white lie, I make that nigga cop another key
I was bad as f*ck in school and, bitch, I'm still bad
JT a convicted felon and I'm still on they ass

Extra lemon pepper on my wings, ho
I ain't got no rap for bitches or no sing, ho
I'm in a relationship, lookin' real single (what?)
Big titties slippin' out, yeah, it's givin' freak ho (yeah), ow (heh)

Barely got your first Chanel, your coochie really trash (ew)
Like, bitch, you dog-shit ugly, that's why you eatin' niggas' ass (ass eater)
Hah, I'm in Givenchy boots (ha), calf skin on my calves (ha) (ow)
My nigga keep complainin', like, "Bitch, cover up that ass"
I can't help it, though, hood bitch, order me a number four (order up)
Smackin' Popeyes on a PJ, then I poured another (poured up)
Exotic pop, twenties, double-D titties, I stash his Glock (yeah)
Dusty bitches tryna funk with me, can't even afford a chop (hah)
Got folded in your clothes while you was in 'em then you called the cops
You from whatever nigga you f*ckin' at the time block (on Blood)
Baddest bitch throwin' up B's (whoop), this Bottega eight G's (banana)
I'm pretty in real life, ha, like I'm JT (Big Stunna)

Got it all on tonight, bitch, I'm showin' out
Filthy-ass bitch, keep my name out your mouth
I'm the pretty one and you just look okay
Ask him for a bag and his reply is always, "Okay"
Bitches play they part just to suck the same dick as me
He tell a white lie, I make that nigga cop another key
I was bad as f*ck in school and, bitch, I'm still bad
JT a convicted felon and I'm still on they ass

Extra lemon pepper on my wings, ho
I ain't got no rap for bitches or no sing, ho
I'm in a relationship, lookin' real single
Big titties slippin' out, yeah, it's givin' freak ho, ow

(DJ Swift, ho)
Yeah

Just a young bitch from the bottom, but it's lookin' lonely at the top (damn)
These hoes want smoke, I bet they flop
And if you playin' neutral when it's up, you an opp
If I found out you're flaw, ho, the picture gettin' cropped (snip)
Bitch gettin' blocked
Slap JT, what they hollerin' 'bout? (The f*ck?)
What y'all hoes smokin' on, molly rock? (Damn)
That ain't how you livin'
Went from hittin' licks to them millions
A boss-ass bitch what it's givin' (always)
Soon as I jumped out the feds
I went to the bank and I went and got ahead (yeah)
I've been through a lot, had to pay my dues for some bad choices
Now I'm hated by a bitch with a man voice
I'm just gettin' to the bag, what they mad for?
It ain't addin' up, these hoes need a math course
Talk behind my back and they smile in my face
But I'm puttin' names on it, I ain't givin' bitches grace (nah, period)

Let me cook though (cook)
Hold up, let me cook though
This ain't the Shade Room blogs or the TV, ho
If it's some pressure, better swing when you see me, ho (swing when you see me, ho)
Better swing when you see me, ho (swing when you see me, ho)
Tighten up, better swing when you see me, ho
Switched up on me, dang, that was easy, ho (f*ck ho)
But if it's smoke, you better swing when you see me, ho

And I don't hide, bitch, I hang like the TV, ho
Birkin bag full of cheese, baked ziti, ho
Rocks in my ear, can't hear all the shit-talkin'
How you trollin' and you sittin' in the WIC office? (Bitch)
I don't f*ck with the help, I do big bosses
Pussy ho, you got a letter from your rent office (damn)
What's tea? Shit gettin' out of hand
Bitch, you love to talk shit when you really is a fan, bitch (pussy ho)

Let me cook though
Hold up, let me cook though
This ain't the Shade Room blogs or the TV, ho
If it's some pressure, better swing when you see me, ho
Better swing when you see me, ho
Tighten up, better swing when you see me, ho
Switched up on me, dang, that was easy, ho
But if it's smoke, you better swing when you see me, ho

(Buddha blessed this beat)

You wanna f*ck 'cause I'm a freak, right?
It's squeezed tight, a mean bite
Got the snapper that them G's like, "No scandal"
I'm a lot to handle
Casamigo shots and Champagne Toast candles
Gucci lingerie on my pussy, of course
Chew my panties off, it's a part of the course
Lick it 'til I'm numb, put it in my bun
Back shots sound like a motherf*ckin' drum
On some freak shit, bring the bitch that you cheat with
So I can suck it in her face, I'm the lead, bitch
Bust it on me, a nigga play, then you bust it for me
Play with my pussy before bed, then I watch your story

I'm a nineties baby, I'm a gangster bitch (I wanna do, yeah)
I 'on't take bullshit, but I could take the dick (oh, woah)
I'm the bitch he tell where he stash the bricks
I'm the bitch he cop all the rocks and shit
I'm a nineties baby, I'm a gangster bitch (I wanna do, yeah)
I 'on't take bullshit, but I could take the dick (oh, woah)
I'm the bitch he tell where he stash the bricks
I'm the bitch he cop all the rocks and shit, uh

Oh, I know they mad, let's see who the maddest (yeah)
These bitches won't smoke with me 'cause I'm the baddest (huh?)
F*ck him like a rabbit, he pay me in carats
You f*ck on your back, bitch, that's why you stagnant, uh
Nineties fine and bitch, I never lose it (never)
All I gotta do is post a pic, his ex day ruined (pussy ho)
I ain't lyin', ho, this top tier cookie
City Cinderella got the best pussy

I'm a nineties baby, I'm a gangster bitch (I wanna do, yeah)
I 'on't take bullshit, but I could take the dick (oh, woah)
I'm the bitch he tell where he stash the bricks
I'm the bitch he cop all the rocks and shit
I'm a nineties baby, I'm a gangster bitch (I wanna do, yeah)
I 'on't take bullshit, but I could take the dick (oh, woah)
I'm the bitch he tell where he stash the bricks
I'm the bitch he cop all the rocks and shit

It's time, bass is gonna blow your mind
Oh
Pay attention, bitch
What's up, y'all? What's it gon' be?
Who's on the ave with your homie Al B?
Slide with the beat now
Bad bitches vibe with the beat now
Oh, oh
Hold up
JT, let's go

She can't do it on the dick like me, nah
Dull-ass bitch ain't lit like me (at all)
Not pretty, not thick like me
I'm the template, bitch, better get like me (purr)
Got him tempted, now he wanna trick on me
Bent over, he gave me the Bentley key
I'm a demon, drive him like an SRT (skrrt)
He fiendin', he can't get enough of JT
We ain't f*ckin' with no losers (no)
Hands in the air if you came with a shooter (drrat)
I'm in NYC with the ooters
All the way from Dade County with the boosters (oh)
Good coochie gang, we vibin' (good pussy)
Outside all summer, no hidin' (outside)
Ex text me I'm wildin'
F*ck-ass nigga, I'm vibin' vibin'

Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
Throw that pussy, I'ma catch that shit

Do my ladies run this motherf*cker?
(Hell nah)
Do my fellas run this motherf*cker?
(Hell nah)
Do he lay that dick? (Yeah)
Do he pay your rent? (Yeah)
Do he buy you shit? (Yeah)
Take care of them kids? (Uh-huh)

Boy, I really wanna stay (pop that shit)
And play them stupid silly games you play (bitch, talk that shit)
But I'm outside (oh), and you gon' see (oh)
I'ma be the one to make you weak (oh, oh, oh)
Boy, I really wanna stay (talk that shit)
And play them stupid silly games you play (pop that, pop that, pop that shit)
But I'm outside (oh), and you gon' see (oh)
I'ma be the one to make you weak (slide, slide)

Slide to the beat, vibe to the beat
Slide to the beat if you a big ol' freak
Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
Throw that pussy, I'ma catch that shit
Throw that pussy, throw that pussy
Throw that pussy, I'ma catch that shit
Bitch, your friends bad, but you the thickest one
Your friends bad, but you the thickest one
Your friends bad, but you the thickest one
You the thickest one, thick, thickest one

Boy, I really wanna stay (rest in peace Uncle Al)
And play them stupid silly games you play (born in the ghetto, raised in the hood)
But I'm outside and you gon' see
(What's up, y'all? What's it gon' be? Who's on the ave with your homie Al B?)
I'ma be the one to make you weak
Boy, I really wanna stay (15th Ave)
And play them stupid silly games you play (Peace In The Hood, Miracle)
But I'm outside and you gon' see (Dade County shit)
I'ma be the one to make you weak (Miami, we up)

Let's go
Do my ladies run this motherf*cker?
You know we do
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hahahaha

Bitch, I ain't friendly, I don't f*ck with y'all bitches (at all)
Try to take who? It ain't enough of y'all bitches
Hoes so phony, got me lookin' at 'em sideways
It'll never be the same, motherf*ck the old days
Pretty in the face but my attitude stank
Either way, these niggas still goin' to the bank
Bitch, I'm up now, give a f*ck what you think
Bitch, I'm up now, give a f*ck what you think

Look me in my eyes, can't name a bitch better
Hoppin' out the Range with the Wockesha leather
I can't unblock you, no, boy, not never
If you really care, pussy nigga, write a letter
Ridin' solo and I'm still in a group (yeah)
Biggest in my city and I'm still in a coupe
Beefin' wit' who, bitch? Not you
Who the baddest bitch? Ha-ha-ha, not you

Bitch, I ain't friendly, I don't f*ck with y'all bitches (at all)
Try to take who? It ain't enough of y'all bitches
Hoes so phony, got me lookin' at 'em sideways
It'll never be the same, motherf*ck the old days
Pretty in the face but my attitude stank
Either way, these niggas still goin' to the bank
Bitch, I'm up now, give a f*ck what you think
Bitch, I'm up now, give a f*ck what you think

I'm PMS'ing, stay the f*ck out my way
Got a good lawyer that'll take off the case
Got a Haitian nigga that'll take off yo' face
On house arrest but he still on the way
Whew, this pussy that good, I swear
Made him f*ck up his re-up and he still care
I'm a trip, you need a passport to f*ck with me
The way these titties sittin' in this shirt, he know it's surgery
I'm just a real bad bitch
Nah, I'm too solid, I'm a real bad bitch
Hoes so phony, got me lookin' at 'em sideways
It'll never be the same, motherf*ck the old days

Bitch, I ain't friendly, I don't f*ck with y'all bitches (at all)
Try to take who? It ain't enough of y'all bitches
Hoes so phony, got me lookin' at 'em sideways
It'll never be the same, motherf*ck the old days
Pretty in the face but my attitude stank
Either way, these niggas still goin' to the bank
Bitch, I'm up now, give a f*ck what you think
Bitch, I'm up now, give a f*ck what you think

(Swag)

JT, you know I'm vicious
Fenty lip gloss and I'm blowin' kisses (mwah)
Pullin' up with forty bitches
They jumpin' in the pool and they showin' titties
Whistle while you twerkin'
F*ck unemployment, bitch, we workin' (we workin')
I'm never tired of Birkins
Add a Louis lingerie and Fendi curtains (yeah)
Swear to God
I'm in the gym doin' squats in my Yeezy Pods (Ye)
I'm with the shit for real
One time for my bitches in the stripper heels
What's up, twin? Why you sittin' still? (Get up)
Make that ass clap so I know it's real
Don't panic, bitch
You don't want me to get on my Miami shit

Like JT comin', JT comin' (swag), JT, JT, JT comin' (swag)
JT comin', JT comin', JT, JT, JT comin' (swag, hold on)
JT comin', JT comin', JT, JT, JT comin' (swag, yeah)
JT comin', JT comin', rich-ass nigga, throw that money (cash)

It's been a while since you gave, ho, it's time to give it up (Ggive it up)
Like a bitch with a fresh BBL, you can't sit with us (nah)
Fine motherf*cker, white boys say I rock (hah)
I gotta stay protected 'cause y'all stay on my cock
My new whip beautiful, I call it pussy whip
It was a gift, my nigga friends say he pussy whipped (skrrt)
But he really rich, big fish, his opps try the same shit
And them niggas really think they flexin'
Me and my bitches got iced-out wristbands (ice, ice)
It's never givin' broke, we the rich friends (yeah)
All from the pussy and these rich men (yeah)
All my friends do hair, pull scams

Like JT comin', JT comin', JT, JT, JT comin'
JT comin', JT comin', JT, JT, JT comin' (swag, hold on)
JT comin', JT comin', JT, JT, JT comin' (swag, yeah)
JT comin', JT comin', rich-ass nigga, throw that money (cash)

Ain't no standouts, bitch, we all stars
Ain't no standouts, bitch, we all stars

Feelin' like that bitch, all-black Rick fit
Designer problems, designer riches
Went to a party straight out of Project X
I met a rich nigga, we had some rich sex
My body lookin' right in my Mugler
Even my toenails match my underwear

Pull up in some shit you've never seen
My pussy clean, these niggas green
That's why me and my bitches gettin' all they green
Nothing come between me and my things
Rick Owen, Dior, Prada, or Celine
I'm a high-fashion bitch
None of these bitches can match the wrist
None of these bitches can rap like this

F*ck cars, drivers on deck all night
F*ck the law, I'm tryna act real bad tonight
F*ck that bitch, she could've been up eatin' with me
F*ck that nigga, he mad he can't eat this pussy
Duck nails, feelin' very Y2K
Woke up moody, who the f*ck wan' fight today?

Ten, ten, tens all across the board (ten)
When he with you, bitch, he always bored
When he with me, we on one accord
It's always foreigns, never Honda Accords (skrrt, skrrt)

Out the cut, but I wanna go to bed
Bitches lurkin' when they could be makin' bread
Miu Miu, I don't know, now do you
Go on Vogue, I'm a rapper on the runway too

Bad, bad bitches in my entourage
Ain't no standouts, bitch, we all stars
Ain't no standouts, bitch, we all stars
Big black trucks like, "F*ck cars"

All my bitches with the shit, I'm really rich
All my niggas scammin' shit, it's always hits
When you with me, bitch, we always hit
When you with me, bitch, he ain't shit
Bad bitches with designer glow
Bad bitches with designer glow
I'm a star, ho, bitch, I glow
Pull up in a big black truck, I got a show

Nigga, I want a hundred bands and some red flowers
I just scammed this white boy in the Trump Towers
If my nigga get a bag, guess what its size?
Put that pussy on his ass, gave him new powers
He give up his credit card 'cause he love my face card
My boo got us a new crib for a fresh start
Should've seen they face when I hopped out that Double-R
The biggest penthouse in this bitch and got a couple cars

Look inside the mirror, goddamn, I'm that bitch
What's inside my Birkin? Got a drum and a switch
Straight on these niggas, but walk with a switch (ah)
He wanna get nasty, put a thumb in this bitch
Eliantte diamonds, goddamn, I'm too lit (ice)
I pose for my fans, but the feds takin' pics
His ex-bitch got dealt with, but still on my dick (damn)
Hatin' on me 'cause I'm a real-ass bitch
No chill, nigga, I can make a net off these flicks
My nigga can't believe he havin' sex with me, bitch
He ever f*ck up, then he got a death wish
Certified GIA diamonds on my necklace
Don't diss, bitch, I'll give you your next hit
Get your arm, legs, arm, leg, chest hit (brrt)
This street shit don't come with benefits
Talkin' like you wanna die, gotta live with it

Nigga, I want a hundred bands and some red flowers
I just scammed this white boy in the Trump Towers
If my nigga get a bag, guess what its size?
Put that pussy on his ass, gave him new powers
He give up his credit card 'cause he love my face card
My boo got us a new crib for a fresh start
Should've seen they face when I hopped out that Double-R
The biggest penthouse in this bitch and got a couple cars

Pull the curtain, dim the lights
I am the star of the show tonight
(Kenoe)

You see, I pray for peace, but still'll bring drama
All you pussy hoes zeros, y'all should be calmer
I get commas, y'all hoes don't
And what you gon' do? Bitch, I bet you won't
His side bitch stalkin', I'ma post today
Bottega Veneta, bitch, I'ma pose today
Uh, I'm a bad bitch
Let's raise a toast to the days we ain't had shit
Now we got shit and my mama too
McLaren 720, yes, I'm tryna find my roof
Damn, I ain't find my roof
I put that pussy on that nigga, she can't find her boo
I'm the star, ho, you the dark spot
Motherf*ck a rap bitch, this is my spot
Bitch, you bet' not come on my block
And if you do, get shot

Who would've known
That I am the star of the show
You know it, ho
You see it, ho
Huh, this what you will never be, bitch

Dark skin for the win, things turn like Tina
Ain't it's funny now it's 'bout Pam? Damn, Gina
Me against the world, yeah, let's get it
Live from the trenches, bitch, this shit hit different
Silverware Tiffany, Hermès dishes
I ain't eatin' with you messy hoes, you bitches bad business
I'm the main, not the mistress
My pussy hit different
Solid, federal convictions, no snitchin'
I did it with Caresha, I did it for the city
Now I'm doin' it for JT and I know y'all f*ckin' with me
Miami Griselda mixed with Donatella
City Cinderella, palace in Tribeca
QC finest, your highness, I'm special
Swang when you see me, ho, I know you got the message
Ain't nothin' you can tell me, you hoes just jealous
'Cause I'm hydrated, meditated, focused on my wellness
Fake bitches hate it, real bitches love it
I ain't sneak dissin' with you hoes, I'll air y'all out in public
Bitch-nigga, chill, I'm way above your budget
You can't afford this pussy, nigga, change the subject

Where my bad bitches at?

I'm pretty than a motherf*cker, hoes be lookin' okay (Yeah)
She think that she f*ckin' with me, is this bitch okay?
He said he ain't f*ckin' 'round, I look at him like, "Okay"
I used to be down bad, but now a bitch okay
I'm pretty than a motherf*cker, hoes be lookin' okay
She think that she f*ckin' with me, is this bitch okay?
He said he ain't f*ckin' 'round, I look at him like, "Okay"
I used to be down bad, but now a bitch okay

Down South bad bitch, this skreet shit so ratchet
Call me JT, a.k.a. The Soul Snatcher (Okay)
I'm with a booster, a scammer, and a pole dancer
Pussy nigga call my phone, he won't get no answer (Nah)
F*ck these niggas (F*ck 'em), and f*ck these hoes too
You can't f*ck with me, f*ck what a bitch told you (Okay)
Sexy black motherf*cker (Yeah)
Heat game on the wood, I'm watchin' Jimmy Butler (Swish)
Since I came home, I've been killing every summer (Facts)
Real boss bitch and I started as a runner (Swipe)
Titties sittin' pretty and I'm lookin' like a snack (Ah, ah)
40-inch bust down and you know that bitch black (Ah, ah)

I'm pretty than a motherf*cker, hoes be lookin' okay
She think that she f*ckin' with me, is this bitch okay?
He said he ain't f*ckin' 'round, I look at him like, "Okay"
I used to be down bad, but now a bitch okay
I'm pretty than a motherf*cker, hoes be lookin' okay
She think that she f*ckin' with me, is this bitch okay?
He said he ain't f*ckin' 'round, I look at him like, "Okay"
I used to be down bad, but now a bitch okay

Do-do-do-do-do not disturb, bitch, I'm with my nigga (Okay)
Iced out nameplate and it's from my nigga (Ice)
Bitch say she pregnant, it ain't from my nigga (Nah)
I don't pay for shit, it's all on my nigga (Bitch)
Maserati mami, and the roof missin' (Skrrt)
She ate crab legs, now her whole tooth missin'
Cheap ass veneers, you stay talkin' shit
Put a marker to this bitch, she's so counterfeit
I'm the baddie and the CEO (Bad)
Got thick bitches shakin' ass in videos (Bad)
In the cut, gettin' high wit' a emo ho
We in runway, you bitches in DRKSHDW
Woah

I'm pretty than a motherf*cker, hoes be lookin' okay
She think that she f*ckin' with me, is this bitch okay?
He said he ain't f*ckin' 'round, I look at him like, "Okay"
I used to be down bad, but now a bitch okay
I'm pretty than a motherf*cker, hoes be lookin' okay
She think that she f*ckin' with me, is this bitch okay?
He said he ain't f*ckin' 'round, I look at him like, "Okay"
I used to be down bad, but now a bitch okay