It may just be another way
Of finding out the rules to be okay
Live up to my views
I think you'd be at home
For the money you gon choose
Praying for you in my dome
Now I'm dancing super crazy
Cause I know that Ima ball
You go loco for your baby
For you I can be it all
Clacking in my heels
Then I kiss him on the cheek
I'm a lady in the streets
But to him I'm such a freak
I get aggressive with my bitches
Lots of riches when we're shopping
I know you see me, pretty young wild girl
And she's from Congo
I am such a classic
Money I don't borrow
I get it pronto-onto-onto-onto
It may just be another way
Of finding out the rules to be okay
Live up to my views
I think you'd be at home
For the money you gon choose
Praying for you in my dome
Bow down, you gon have to bow down
Only pour me fine wine
Never will my crown drown
You go poor to fine dine
While I flip another bag
I get busy with a check
Like I'm pressing out the mail
Sometimes bitches call it rude cause I don't chat
Please excuse my f*cking French
But I'm not here to make no friend
Rolling up on stupid dank
King KiHiedy I don't blend
Bunch of basic rogueries
Plotting on my crown's bend
Got no charge like batteries
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It may just be another way
Of finding out the rules to be okay
Live up to my views
I think you'd be at home
For the money you gon choose
Praying for you in my dome
Now I'm dancing super crazy
Cause I know that Ima ball
You go loco for your baby
For you I can be it all
Clacking in my heels
Then I kiss him on the cheek
I'm a lady in the streets
But to him I'm such a freak
I get aggressive with my bitches
Lots of riches when we're shopping
I know you see me, pretty young wild girl
And she's from Congo
I am such a classic
Money I don't borrow
I get it pronto-onto-onto-onto
It may just be another way
Of finding out the rules to be okay
Live up to my views
I think you'd be at home
For the money you gon choose
Praying for you in my dome
Bow down, you gon have to bow down
Only pour me fine wine
Never will my crown drown
You go poor to fine dine
While I flip another bag
I get busy with a check
Like I'm pressing out the mail
Sometimes bitches call it rude cause I don't chat
Please excuse my f*cking French
But I'm not here to make no friend
Rolling up on stupid dank
King KiHiedy I don't blend
Bunch of basic rogueries
Plotting on my crown's bend
Got no charge like batteries
Of finding out the rules to be okay
Live up to my views
I think you'd be at home
For the money you gon choose
Praying for you in my dome
Now I'm dancing super crazy
Cause I know that Ima ball
You go loco for your baby
For you I can be it all
Clacking in my heels
Then I kiss him on the cheek
I'm a lady in the streets
But to him I'm such a freak
I get aggressive with my bitches
Lots of riches when we're shopping
I know you see me, pretty young wild girl
And she's from Congo
I am such a classic
Money I don't borrow
I get it pronto-onto-onto-onto
It may just be another way
Of finding out the rules to be okay
Live up to my views
I think you'd be at home
For the money you gon choose
Praying for you in my dome
Bow down, you gon have to bow down
Only pour me fine wine
Never will my crown drown
You go poor to fine dine
While I flip another bag
I get busy with a check
Like I'm pressing out the mail
Sometimes bitches call it rude cause I don't chat
Please excuse my f*cking French
But I'm not here to make no friend
Rolling up on stupid dank
King KiHiedy I don't blend
Bunch of basic rogueries
Plotting on my crown's bend
Got no charge like batteries
Writer: Hiedy Ganga
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