Bae, you gon' have to decide if you can handle bein' with a thug nigga like me
Know as far as my lifestyle, I try keep certain lil' shit away from you
But, you gon' have to be a big girl and hold a nigga down, no matter what
It's never gon' be easy, especially with a nigga who love the streets
Times I can't be reached I'm out handlin' shit that need to be dealt with
No questions asked, but at the end of the day, I'm all 'bout my money
And I love you, I know you love me, this for you
I'm sendin' tunechi to the feds like I'm FedEx
I'm tryna push up, tryna have you on bed rest
I be wantin' to spend time, but, I don't find the time to
I'm tryna hide you where nobody can find you
Pull up to the studio, I'm tryna f*ck somethin'
I'm steady ridin' 'round strapped, I'm tryna bust somethin'
And a rapper just be in your DMs, bae, just know it's smoke
These bitches hatin', they see my love for you way different
We by ourself, nobody else, not even the gang with me
For you, I'd cross over the sea, you who I wanna be
Every time we freak, we have my sheets like the Muckalee
You ain't gon' keep me out the trenches, bae, so, stop trippin'
I ain't never puttin' down my fire, so, don't even try
I be booted out my eyes, send niggas to the sky
You gon' have to put up with my guys, bae, this my life
Pop Mollys, I'm in the Yo' with Rock Gotti
Golden Acres projects, right now, it's a block party
I don't even drive the 'Rarri, I'm in a bulletproof Caddy
Rather safe then sorry, even though these niggas ain' gon' play
They know I'm dingy, I be steppin' everyday
If the nigga jump in your DM, make sure you tell me, baby
'Cause you my cutthroat barbie
I had you layin' at a party 'fore a nigga drop
I know you ridin' without a doubt, you doin' shit you never did before
So, 'bout this love, I swear to God, I'ma tear the city up
Let's start a business up
We slide, you got my glizzy tucked
In your purse, you hold my Percs, you been through worse
You need a Bently truck for that
I know it's other hoes out here, but, bae, you everything for Yak
Don't matter what we go through, you promised shit forever stay intact
At the baby shower for your people, you right there when I seen you
It's gon' be you and me next
I started roundin' up my pieces, and bust you down to pieces
Hope these credit cards gleasin'
I was watchin' you dance, it's your walk, it's your stance
You make all this look easy
You break me down to my knees, turn my pawn to a queen
Turn my pawn to a queen, yeah
I'm a real king, turn my pawn to a queen
You break me down to my knees, turn my pawn to a queen
Cutthroat barbie, you
Kodak Black - Kutthroat Barbie Lyrics
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Bae, you gon' have to decide if you can handle bein' with a thug nigga like me
Know as far as my lifestyle, I try keep certain lil' shit away from you
But, you gon' have to be a big girl and hold a nigga down, no matter what
It's never gon' be easy, especially with a nigga who love the streets
Times I can't be reached I'm out handlin' shit that need to be dealt with
No questions asked, but at the end of the day, I'm all 'bout my money
And I love you, I know you love me, this for you
I'm sendin' tunechi to the feds like I'm FedEx
I'm tryna push up, tryna have you on bed rest
I be wantin' to spend time, but, I don't find the time to
I'm tryna hide you where nobody can find you
Pull up to the studio, I'm tryna f*ck somethin'
I'm steady ridin' 'round strapped, I'm tryna bust somethin'
And a rapper just be in your DMs, bae, just know it's smoke
These bitches hatin', they see my love for you way different
We by ourself, nobody else, not even the gang with me
For you, I'd cross over the sea, you who I wanna be
Every time we freak, we have my sheets like the Muckalee
You ain't gon' keep me out the trenches, bae, so, stop trippin'
I ain't never puttin' down my fire, so, don't even try
I be booted out my eyes, send niggas to the sky
You gon' have to put up with my guys, bae, this my life
Pop Mollys, I'm in the Yo' with Rock Gotti
Golden Acres projects, right now, it's a block party
I don't even drive the 'Rarri, I'm in a bulletproof Caddy
Rather safe then sorry, even though these niggas ain' gon' play
They know I'm dingy, I be steppin' everyday
If the nigga jump in your DM, make sure you tell me, baby
'Cause you my cutthroat barbie
I had you layin' at a party 'fore a nigga drop
I know you ridin' without a doubt, you doin' shit you never did before
So, 'bout this love, I swear to God, I'ma tear the city up
Let's start a business up
We slide, you got my glizzy tucked
In your purse, you hold my Percs, you been through worse
You need a Bently truck for that
I know it's other hoes out here, but, bae, you everything for Yak
Don't matter what we go through, you promised shit forever stay intact
At the baby shower for your people, you right there when I seen you
It's gon' be you and me next
I started roundin' up my pieces, and bust you down to pieces
Hope these credit cards gleasin'
I was watchin' you dance, it's your walk, it's your stance
You make all this look easy
You break me down to my knees, turn my pawn to a queen
Turn my pawn to a queen, yeah
I'm a real king, turn my pawn to a queen
You break me down to my knees, turn my pawn to a queen
Cutthroat barbie, you
Know as far as my lifestyle, I try keep certain lil' shit away from you
But, you gon' have to be a big girl and hold a nigga down, no matter what
It's never gon' be easy, especially with a nigga who love the streets
Times I can't be reached I'm out handlin' shit that need to be dealt with
No questions asked, but at the end of the day, I'm all 'bout my money
And I love you, I know you love me, this for you
I'm sendin' tunechi to the feds like I'm FedEx
I'm tryna push up, tryna have you on bed rest
I be wantin' to spend time, but, I don't find the time to
I'm tryna hide you where nobody can find you
Pull up to the studio, I'm tryna f*ck somethin'
I'm steady ridin' 'round strapped, I'm tryna bust somethin'
And a rapper just be in your DMs, bae, just know it's smoke
These bitches hatin', they see my love for you way different
We by ourself, nobody else, not even the gang with me
For you, I'd cross over the sea, you who I wanna be
Every time we freak, we have my sheets like the Muckalee
You ain't gon' keep me out the trenches, bae, so, stop trippin'
I ain't never puttin' down my fire, so, don't even try
I be booted out my eyes, send niggas to the sky
You gon' have to put up with my guys, bae, this my life
Pop Mollys, I'm in the Yo' with Rock Gotti
Golden Acres projects, right now, it's a block party
I don't even drive the 'Rarri, I'm in a bulletproof Caddy
Rather safe then sorry, even though these niggas ain' gon' play
They know I'm dingy, I be steppin' everyday
If the nigga jump in your DM, make sure you tell me, baby
'Cause you my cutthroat barbie
I had you layin' at a party 'fore a nigga drop
I know you ridin' without a doubt, you doin' shit you never did before
So, 'bout this love, I swear to God, I'ma tear the city up
Let's start a business up
We slide, you got my glizzy tucked
In your purse, you hold my Percs, you been through worse
You need a Bently truck for that
I know it's other hoes out here, but, bae, you everything for Yak
Don't matter what we go through, you promised shit forever stay intact
At the baby shower for your people, you right there when I seen you
It's gon' be you and me next
I started roundin' up my pieces, and bust you down to pieces
Hope these credit cards gleasin'
I was watchin' you dance, it's your walk, it's your stance
You make all this look easy
You break me down to my knees, turn my pawn to a queen
Turn my pawn to a queen, yeah
I'm a real king, turn my pawn to a queen
You break me down to my knees, turn my pawn to a queen
Cutthroat barbie, you
Writer: Bill Kapri, Cristian Denis, Kristo Ventsel
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Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.