Megan Thee Stallion - Megan Album Lyrics

I just wanna kick this shit off by sayin' f*ck y'all
I ain't gotta clear my name on a motherf*ckin' thing
Every time I get mentioned, one of y'all bitch-ass niggas get twenty-four hours of attention
I'm finna get this shit off my chest and lay it to rest, let's go
(Let's go)
(And if the beat live)
(B-B-Bankroll Got It), ayy

I feel like Mariah Carey (Mariah Carey), got these niggas so obsessed (damn)
My pussy so famous, might get managed by Kris Jenner next (mwah)
He can't move on, can't let it go (let it go)
He hooked, nose full of that Tina Snow
And since niggas need Megan help to make money, bitch, come be my ho (ah)
All you bitches is weak, on the Bible (weak, on the Bible)
Talkin' shit for, I know I can find you
I can never be judged by a bitch that was dancin', makin' R. Kelly go viral
Ayy, I'm sexy as f*ck, and I'm freaky (and I'm freaky)
Get whoever I want, eeny-meeny (yeah)
Why the f*ck would I stay with a nigga
That's weak in the sheets and don't know how to please me?
Bodies on bodies on bodies on bodies
Say he f*cked Megan and now he the topic
These niggas thinkin' they lowered the value
All this free promo, I'm turnin' a profit
Hate when a nigga be kissin' and tellin' (tellin')
Say he a player, but he in his feelings (what?)
Bet I won't give up the pussy again
Shit, should've gave it to his friend (ayy)
These hoes don't be mad at Megan, these hoes mad at Megan's Law
I don't really know what the problem is, but I guarantee y'all don't want me to start
Bitch, you a pussy (you a pussy), never finna check me (yeah)
Every chance you get, bet your weak ass won't address me (ho)
Bitches swear they G, but the G must stand for goofy (G must stand for goofy)
When the f*ck did all the gangster niggas turn to groupies?
Everybody wanna kick it when you ain't a threat (ain't a threat)
These niggas don't like me 'cause they know I'm on they neck

Y'all goofy-ass hoes look so dumb every time y'all celebrate fake news, hah
Usin' my name for likes and views, I don't give a f*ck what y'all make trend
Bitch, I still win
Ah

Nigga, ain't you hear? I ain't scared of dick
Any man go against me, I handle shit (handle shit)
I'm the Teflon Don in the courtroom (yeah)
They be throwin' that dirt, don't shit stick (shit stick)
All these lil' rap niggas so fraud (so fraud), Xanax be they hardest bars
These niggas hate on BBLs and be walkin' 'round with the same scars (ah)
Real curvy, no edgin', niggas fight to get in my section (my section)
Don't speak on my body count if the dick ain't worth comin' back for seconds
Cosplay gangsters, fake-ass accents
Posted in another nigga hood like a bad bitch (where are you from?)
I'm a big dog, bitch, can't lil' sis me (lil' sis me)
Hoes get views when they tryna diss me (hmm)
Make one move, got 'em in a tizzy (in a tizzy)
Killin' shit, that's why they tryna rip me
Still goin' hard with the odds against me (odds against me)
These niggas don't have fans, they bots (no)
These bitches don't have ass, they shots (yeah)
And they still tuned in if they fans or not (ah)
Allegations from the oppositions, bitch niggas just eatin' it up
These blogs get paid to lie, y'all talk shit and be broke as f*ck (broke as f*ck)
Bottom line is I'm still rich (yeah), do Megan bad and I'm still good (still good)
Bringin' up who might've f*cked and the bottom line is they still would
I just wanna f*ck my nigga in peace, but all my old niggas still love me (ah)
Niggas ain't hit this pussy in years, damn, I knew my shit was heat
None of you niggas was wifey material
None of you niggas was worth all the drama
None of you niggas was hittin' it raw
And mad I'm not one of your baby mamas
Always got my ass out, always let my titties show
When I'm in the gym, I think 'bout bitches that I'm shittin' on
I'm way too f*ckin' cocky to take him back if he been cheatin'
I can't let none of you raggedy bitches think that y'all my equal
Ever since I claimed the summer, all you bitches want a season (all you bitches want a season)
Ask a ho why she don't like me, bet she can't give you a reason
You know motherf*ckin' well these bitches wanna sound like Tina
Don't you ever grab a mic and think that me and you competin', hmm
Ayy, bad bitch and the walls ain't bendin'
Post photo, name start trendin'
Why every time one of y'all Z-list hoes do an interview, I get mentioned? (Ayy, look)
I don't give a f*ck who think what, you niggas is typin' for nothin'
On the internet typin' this shit to me? Write him a letter or somethin'

Say, bitch-ass nigga, don't type me nothin' else, don't write me nothin' else
Download JPay since y'all niggas got so much to say
Or schedule a conjugal visit or somethin'
Dick ridin'-ass niggas (baow, baow, baow, baow)
Ah

Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ
Hmm
I mean
The sooner you accept
That I'm that bitch
The better your life will be
Haha
Ayy (ah)

All my haters, know it's too many (yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (too many)
Back in rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (yeah, bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Countin' millions, can't be too many (ha)
All my haters, know it's too many (yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (too many)
In rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city (yeah, yeah)
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Makin' millions, can't be too many (hey, ah)

I wanted everybody right here with me (right here with me)
But that was my fault, bein' too friendly (bein' too friendly)
I was thinkin' everything was all good (hey)
But the whole time, you was my enemy (you was my enemy)
Only time y'all niggas in agreement
Is when all y'all tryna go against me (all y'all tryna go against me)
Only time y'all weak hoes link up
It's when another bitch tryna get rid of me (baow)
Ayy, but f*ck it, I'll go to war with the whole world
Street niggas, rap niggas comin' for the Hot Girl (yeah, yeah)
My name start all the discourse
Hate for the Stallion turn opps into homeboys (yeah)
This tough-guy act, so forced
Y'all why I'm standin' on business for pro-choice (yeah)
'Cause the niggas don't beef with the niggas (hey)
They scared of each other, but beat on the women (bah-bah-bah)

I just want y'all hoes to know (listen carefully)
Whatever don't pay me don't faze me (nope)
And I don't know which nigga this week I want to entertain me (hahaha)
So stop pussy watchin', bitch (ayy, baow)

All my haters, know it's too many (yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (too many)
Back in rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (yeah, bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Countin' millions, can't be too many (hah)
All my haters, know it's too many (yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (too many)
In rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city (yeah, yeah)
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Makin' millions, can't be too many (ah)

Ayy, I ain't finna let the internet trick me
If I split a bill, then the nigga gotta split me
Why would I go half with a nigga whose fifty ain't finna be as big as my fifty?
These niggas be jealous (yup)
See you doin' good, wanna f*ck up your energy (f*ck up your energy)
Rich bitches better watch they back
'Cause they'll f*ck 'round, be laid up with your enemy (girl)
Damn, bitch, it been four years (four years)
Worry 'bout your man and your kid (your kid)
Your life must be borin' as f*ck if you still reminiscin' 'bout shit that we did
And I ain't worried 'bout the bitter-bitch link-up (uh-uh)
Y'all hoes earned them seats in the fan club (ah)
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ

Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ
Ain't got no tea on me, this ho think she TMZ (ayy)

All my haters, know it's too many (yeah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (too many)
Back in rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (yeah, bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Countin' millions, can't be too many (hah)
All my haters, know it's too many (teah, yeah)
Say a prayer, can't be too many (too many)
In rotation, can't be too many
Make a payment, know I got plenty (know I got plenty)
Buy a Birkin, city to city (yeah, yeah)
Writin' verses, bitches ain't pennin' (bitches ain't pennin')
Switchin' niggas, can't be too many
Makin' millions, can't be too many (ah)

(I'm spent, I'm spent, bitch)
Yeah
Real hot girl shit
Broke-ass bitches, I ain't f*ckin 'round with broke-ass niggas
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Ayy

Pussy hoes on the internet, nyoom
Usin' me to drive traffic, pyoom
Million-dollar ride, bitch, I'm a Bugatti
I got the Master P, but niggas ain't about it (ayy)
Vvs in my motherf*ckin' pendant (yeah)
Bitch, your diamonds ain't the truth, do your penance
White bitch on the internet dissin' Megan (hmm)
Black ghostwriter, what the f*ck niggas thinkin'?
I'm a motherf*ckin' brat, not a Barbie (not a Barbie)
On go with any bitch that wanna start it

All these rap-ass bitches really givin' scary ho
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (yeah)
'Roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah)
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (boom)
'Roa (baow), 'roa (baow), 'roa (baow), 'roa
All these rap bitches givin' fake-ass ho
Ho (hey), ho (hey), ho (hey), ho (hey)
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (yeah)
'Roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah), 'roa
Every time they link up, it's givin' scary ho

I wish a bitch would say it to my face (to my face)
You an errand runner, name hold no weight (no weight)
Spent six mil' with Elliot in jewelry, bitch
Ask my motherf*ckin' jeweler who the richest is (hey, hey, yeah)
He popped an Addy, now he tryna really f*ck me long (yeah)
He popped a Perc', now he tryna f*ck me to my song (to my song)
Outside brown, inside pink
Red wig on, won't let a nigga skee-yee-yee-yee-yee

He might be a rich nigga, but he givin' ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (yeah)
'Roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah)
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (boom)
'Roa (baow), 'roa (baow), 'roa (baow), 'roa
All these rap bitches givin' fake-ass ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa (yeah)
'Roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah), 'roa (yeah), 'roa
Every time they link up, it's givin' scary ho

'Roa, 'roa, 'roa, 'roa (I'm spent, I'm spent, bitch)
Every time we link up, it's givin' Figueroa, 'roa, 'roa, 'roa, 'roa
All these rap bitches givin' fake-ass ho
Every time they link up, it's givin' scary ho, ho, ho, ho, ho
See me out in public and it's givin' scary, ho
Hahaha
Baow, baow, baow, baow
Pew-pew-pew
And I boom, baow, baow, baow, baow

(And if the beat live)
Real hot girl shit
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh, ah)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them? Where them? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh, baow)
Where them girls at? (Baow, baow)
Where them? Where them?
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy

Titties sit pretty under my necklace (under my necklace)
Real big fat ass, I was blessed with (baow)
Two pretty-ass friends, we besties (we besties)
I'm it, but they still can't catch me (ah)
These hoes wanna be me bad (bad)
They wanna f*ck with the nigga I had (I had)
They wanna touch all the money I touch (yeah)
No tea, so they make shit up (yeah)
Forty-inch wig I bust down (yeah)
G6 how I touch down (yeah)
Hot girl, put them cuffs down (yeah)
Icy from the neck down (yeah)
I'm that bitch, so they all dissin' (yeah)
Puttin' on for the tall bitches (yeah)
All these hoes be big fans
Swingin' at the air and they all missin' (Hmm, ayy)

Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy
Take me to the mall, I'm gon' keep the tab runnin' (Keep the tab runnin')
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy
Take me to the mall, I'm gon' keep the tab runnin', ayy

Where them girls at? (Ah)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them? Where them? (Ayy, ayy)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Ayy)
Where them? Where them? (Ayy, ayy)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin'
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy

Nails, check (check), hair, check (check)
Face pretty (pretty), pussy wet (ah)
Walk in (uh-huh), don't speak (nope)
Seen an opp ho, not a peep (baow, baow)
I make hoes so mad they can't hide it (can't hide it)
F*ck peace, ho, let's choose violence (Let's choose violence)
They loud, but it's quiet (yeah)
No tea, so the bitch start lyin' (so the bitch start lyin')
I'm a freak, that's known (that's known)
I do what I want, I'm grown (ah, grown)
Y'all hoes love talkin' like saints
Tryna impress these niggas, I ain't, hmm (uh-uh)

I'm a freak bitch (freak bitch), I'm a freak bitch (freak bitch)
Tongue out with my hands on my knees, bitch (yeah, ah)
I'm a freak bitch (baow, baow), I'm a freak bitch (baow, baow)
Tongue out with my hands on my knees, bitch (baow, baow)

Where them girls at?
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them? Where them? (Ayy, ayy)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Uh-huh)
Where them girls at? (Ah)
Where them? Where them? (Ayy)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin', ayy (wow)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin' (wow)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin' (baow, baow)
Keep that bag comin', I'm gon' keep that ass jumpin' (wow)

Do your dance, hit that ho
Tap your friend, hit that ho
Smack her ass, hit that ho
Yeah, hit that ho
See your opp, hit that ho
Make it pop, hit that ho
Make it drop, hit that ho
Baow, baow, baow, baow

(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up)
Real hot girl shit, ah
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Ah-huh, huh, huh
Ayy

That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh (broke his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh (broke his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh (and his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh (ayy)
This pussy got grip (yeah), pussy made him trick (ah)
This pussy here turn a real nigga to a bitch (to a bitch)
I'ma buss it on his face (bah), leave it on his lips (bah, bah)
Pussy so good, take a nigga out the mix (ayy)
Pussy so good, took that nigga from his bitch (took him from his bitch)
Pussy fire, made that man forget about his kids (forget about his kids)
Dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs, ayy (Put it in my ribs)
Grab my throat and tie up my wrists (ayy)

Freaked out, love a man that pull up with a bitch (ah)
What I'm doin' on the 'Gram, I can do on the dick (on the dick)
Do a split on it (yeah), suck and spit on it
Eat it with your grill on before I sit on it (ah)
Smack my ass, pull my hair
Love to be handled, not with care
That's my dick and I don't share
Hope you bitches all aware (hope you bitches all aware)
When I suck it, I ain't comin' up for air
Hope you could handle all this shape, 'cause I ain't f*ckin' with no squares
I like my nigga to be rich with a real long dick
They be braggin' 'bout the Stallion 'cause they know a bitch lit ('cause they know a bitch lit)
F*ck the short talk, I like my nigga 6'6"
And I ain't f*ckin' with no nigga that can't keep his lips zipped (ayy)
Where the hoes at? (Yeah) Where the baddies? (Where the baddies?)
I'm done f*ckin' rap niggas, where the athletes? (Ah)
That be ballin' on they bitch like they ballin' for the Knicks
Yeah, I got my own crib, but I be all up in his shit
My pockets in shape (yup), body in shape (baow)
Booty so nice, bitches think my shit fake (bitches think my shit fake)
I like girls and I like niggas (yeah), both of 'em gettin' ate (ah)
And when he slip it in, that pussy feel great (ah)

That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh (broke his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh (broke his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh (and his heart, uh)
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh (ayy)
This pussy got grip (yeah), pussy made him trick (ah)
This pussy here turn a real nigga to a bitch (to a bitch)
Buss it on his face (bah), leave it on his lips (bah, bah)
Pussy so good, take a nigga out the mix (ayy)
Pussy-pussy so good, took that nigga from his bitch (took him from his bitch)
Pussy fire, made that man forget about his kids (forget about his kids)
Dick me down, slut me out, put it in my ribs, ayy (Put it in my ribs)
Grab my throat and tie up my wrists

That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga heart, broke his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh
That pussy broke a nigga pockets and his heart, uh

(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
Ayy

That ain't my bae, he really more like my bidet
He like to wake up with ass in his face (ass in his face)
He told me turn around, spread that shit open, okay (yeah, yeah)
Only time I'ma obey (ah)
Loaner, if I'm in your business, I'm the owner
Bitch, and I always want smoke like a stoner
Too busy tryna fit in bitches' circle
Found out nobody was in my corner (ayy)
I'm not the one to be textin' back slow
Hmm, don't let me get in that mode, ayy (get in that mode)
You got 'bout ten minutes tops, hmm (yeah, yeah)
Then I'm finna go be a ho (mwah, ah)
To death, if heart is a rock, I ain't touched 'em (I ain't touched 'em)
I'm actin' like I ain't know him in public (f*ck that)
You probably treatin' him like he a prize (him?)
Me, I treat him like he disgustin'

He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit
Quit askin' me when I'ma leave my nigga
Knowin' you still with your bitch
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit
Both ain't shit, both ain't shit
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit

He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Ah
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit (ayy)

He lyin' to me when he know he ain't got to (know he ain't got to)
When I'm with my nigga, I block you (block you)
Been f*ckin' for years, you know what it is (yeah, yeah)
You know what I want when I call you (brrt)
Hoes ain't spare me, why would I spare them? (Spare them?)
With a bad bitch, I'm not sharin' him (ah)
Ayy, we ain't together, but we together
I hope nobody don't catch us (ayy)
Every move that I make is a topic (topic)
If they catch you with Megan, you poppin' (poppin')
If you f*ckin' me good, I'm a faucet
From the back, know he wish he could pause it (ah)
He ain't my only man, camera roll lookin' like OnlyFans
Eat this shit up like you know this your only chance
Scared I'ma f*ck with your nigga, you know I can
Said I'm the wettest, I told him, "I know I am"

He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit
Quit askin' me when I'ma leave my nigga
Knowin' you still with your bitch
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit
Both ain't shit, both ain't shit
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit

She lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to her
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit
Guess we both ain't shit (he lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him)
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit (ah)
She lyin' to me, stop lyin' to me
That boy you f*ckin' not hotter than me
Bitch, don't come cryin' to me (he lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him)
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit (What the f*ck?)

Who the f*ck you was with last night? (Who?)
Don't care, so you don't gotta lie (I don't)
Know she miss me, she got too much pride
She be missin' the way that I grip on her thighs (like damn)
New hair, let me see it in person
You look good to the world, but to me, you is perfect (perfect)
Big butt, need you to curve it
I'm in her body like I was a surgeon (surgeon)
Come in, need you to work it
Two twin thots in the back of the Challenger (like damn)
And she mop bro cup like a janitor
Late-night freak, can't f*ck with an amateur (I can't)
Real love, I don't get it a lot (I don't)
Searchin' for love, I'm a scavenger (please)
I can't f*ck no thot
Need me a baddie like Megan Thee Stallion (like that)

He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit
Quit askin' me when I'ma leave my nigga
Knowin' you still with your bitch
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit
Both ain't shit, both ain't shit
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit

He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
Ah
He lyin' to me and I'm lyin' to him
F*ck it, guess we both ain't shit

I like a tall woman with a nice big ass (haha)
Just sayin'
Like Grammy winner, Megan Thee Stallion
(B-B-Bankroll got it)

Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (hey, hey)
Just landed in Kyoto (yeah, yeah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local
Arigato
Arigato (ah, y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos)
Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (all my photos)
Just landed in Kyoto (hey, hey, hey, mwah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local (hey, hey)
Arigato
Arigato (y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos) Hm, ayy

White wig on, bitch, I'm finna go Gojo (yeah, yeah)
Talk 'bout Megan, you know I'm the proto' (proto')
I get to trendin' off every new photo
Want this horse on his chest like a Polo (ah)
Niggas bow down when I pop out like Sukuna
Eatin' these rap bitches, that get me booted up (hey)
Switchin' my flow up, it feel like it's two of us
If I let Tina out, that's a coup de grace
Sexy jutsu, I feel like Naruto
Bitches think they better than me, I'm like, "Nah, ho" (nah, ho, uh)
Fightin' demons in my head like I'm Itadori (Itadori)
Bitches borin', without Megan, wouldn't have a story
Ayy, cowboy hat with the chaps
Real hot girl shit, put it on the map
Everybody know Tina Snow is the mack
All of these niggas be feelin' attached
I'm not finna argue with a Sasuke avi
Incel mad, I'm a weeb and a baddie
Y'all niggas be my biggest haters
Knowin' if we met, you'll fold like paper

Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (hey, hey)
Just landed in Kyoto (yeah, yeah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local
Arigato
Arigato (ah, y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos)
Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (all my photos)
Just landed in Kyoto (hey, hey, hey, mwah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local (hey, hey)
Arigato
Arigato (y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos) Hm, hm, ayy

Bad bitch with a lil' drama
It's an old nigga somewhere cryin' 'bout it
Whoop-whoop, pull that ass over
Finna stress him out and have him woosahin'
I'm the sensei or the senpai
The one hoes wanna be just like
Ass still on Texas
But my waist in a European size
Chou ii onna
When I walk by, they stop
He don't run from me
'Cause he wanna get caught in my domain expansion
Hoes want my technique, couldn't be like me
With a Sasuke sharingan
Bitch, they not pro-you, they anti-me
You'll never be famous

Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (hey, hey)
Just landed in Kyoto (yeah, yeah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local
Arigato
Arigato (ah, y'all can't touch me like Gojo, B-B-Bankroll got it)
(Look good in all my photos)
Ayy, can't touch me like Gojo (Gojo)
Look good in all my photos (all my photos)
Just landed in Kyoto (hey, hey, hey, mwah)
I'm worldwide, these bitches local (hey, hey)
Arigato
Arigato (y'all can't touch me like Gojo)
(Look good in all my photos, ah)

12:09
30, you a motherf*ckin' fool, nigga

Hm, yeah, I'm tryna find out
Get up in these insides, don't worry 'bout my ring size
Laid out on his king-size, like, "How the f*ck we get here?"
How I go from ghosting you to makin' that dick disappear?
I'm tryna f*ck around and find out (Yeah), let me know what's up
Keep givin' me them eyes (yeah), boy, I'm tryna f*ck
Your bitch tryna catch a fade 'cause I caught a nut (ba-ba-baow)
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh

Uh, it ain't personal (nope)
I can't let him get no ammo in his arsenal (nope)
Ain't no pictures in his mirror, ain't no lashes on his sink
If a bitch come over here, she ain't gon' never know 'bout me
Cut the neck off (hm), Wizard Kelly with it
I got a mansion, but f*ck it, we in a telly with it
He eatin' vegan pussy (ah), he eatin' healthy with it
Make the pussy smile, told him, "Take a selfie with it" (yeah, ah)

Hm, yeah, I'm tryna find out
Get up in these insides, don't worry 'bout my ring size
Laid out on his king-size, like, "How the f*ck we get here?"
How I go from ghosting you to makin' that dick disappear?
I'm tryna f*ck around and find out (yeah), let me know what's up
Keep givin' me them eyes (yeah), boy, I'm tryna f*ck
Your bitch tryna catch a fade 'cause I caught a nut (ba-ba-baow)
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh (ayy, look)

Y'all hoes do the most and get less, bet the same nigga you bug is my pest
Before I get played, I play with myself, cross me, I don't care, I'm still blessed
Why you stalk a bitch you don't miss? 222, he tryna give tip
Yeah, he might be ringing your line, but I'm still the one he misses
We gon' f*ck around and have to run it back, you lookin' good, I need some of that (yeah)
Like he got a collar on, I'ma always know where my dog at
Give me backshots in the kitchen, we both cummin' while we kissin'
He say, "Damn, this shit hittin', I see why these niggas trippin'" (ah)

Hm, yeah, I'm tryna find out
Get up in these insides, don't worry 'bout my ring size
Laid out on his king-size, like, "How the f*ck we get here?"
How I go from ghosting you to makin' that dick disappear?
I'm tryna f*ck around a find out (yeah), let me know what's up
Keep givin' me them eyes (yeah), boy, I'm tryna f*ck
Your bitch tryna catch a fade 'cause I caught a nut (ba-ba-baow)
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh

He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh
He my lil' whoopty-woo, my lil' uh-uh-uh
I'm tryna f*ck around and find out, let me know what's up (ah, 12:09)
30, you a motherf*ckin' fool, nigga

(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)

Ayy, I be showin' my ass, they mad, huh? (Yeah, yeah)
Bitches is bitter, they thought it was sweet (thought it was sweet)
All of a sudden they vegan, they don't want beef
Talkin' outta veeners, I'm knockin' out teeth
I pop shit, they went pop (yeah)
They bought Birkins, I bought stock (I bought stock)
They still on the boat, I'm on a yacht (ah)
They're takin' shots, I'm takin' spots (ah, ah)
I see the shade, then they get blocked
They see the chain, then they went blind, yeah
I know I'm different, I'm one of a kind
I took off on bitches and left 'em behind
How do you hate me if I'm on your mind?
Sendin' me messages, ain't Valentine
Bitches is messy but I'm petty
Don't gotta edit, check the Getty
I keep it real, I keep it sexy
Callin' for backup before they address me
Hoes do all of that typin'
But never once did I get pressed
It's obvious bitches obsessed
If it's f*ck me then we havin' sex (ah)

If I pop back then they go, uh-oh
Bitch, your time up (ah)

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock (yeah, yeah)
These bitches only hot on (tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock), yeah
Bitches doin' all that womp, womp, womp, womp, womp, womp, womp (yeah, yeah)
Bitch, your time up, why is you not clockin' out?
Doin' shit for TikTok (yeah), bitch, I'm really hip-hop (ah, ah)
They all know my shit hot, ain't listen when your shit drop
All my diamonds dancin', I ain't need to make no TikTok (baow, baow, ah)
Bitch, your time up (yeah)

Yeah, hair long, money long (money long), countin' up for hours (countin' up for hours)
I don't want no minute man, f*ck me for some hours (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, chains wet (wet), I'm in love with money showers (showers)
Ayy, doo, doo, doo, I love the sound of money counters, ah
Boy, I'm a player, not a savior
Niggas and purses, I got every flavor (got every flavor)
Take a picture, I pose for the haters
Showin' my ass like adult entertainers (yeah)
From the back, he can tell I'm from Texas (baow)
Yellow diamonds in my necklace (in my necklace)
Just crossed another opp off the checklist
Spankin' these rap bitches, yeah, that's my fetish
He do what I tell him (what I tell him)
I do what I wanna do (wanna do)
All that f*ckin' talkin' but let's see who really make a move (make a move)
Post a picture, bitches call me "Mother," now who's sonnin' who?

Bitch, your time up (ah)

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock (yeah, yeah)
These bitches only hot on (tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock), yeah
Bitches doin' all that womp, womp, womp, womp, womp, womp, womp (yeah, yeah)
Bitch, your time up, why is you not clockin' out?
Doin' shit for TikTok (yeah), bitch, I'm really hip-hop (ah, ah)
They all know my shit hot, ain't listen when your shit drop
All my diamonds dancin', I ain't need to make no TikTok (baow, baow, ah)
Bitch, your time up (yeah, yeah)

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock

Koshy attsu-
Watashi wa sutaa
Sutaa
Megan (ah)
Yuki Chiba

I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star

Okane kasegu orera wa sutaa
Okane kasegu watashi wa sutaa
Sutaa sutaa sutaa sutaa kirakira
(Real hot girl shit) watashi wa sutaa

He know who I am, ain't have to say my name
Stack it up like Tetris, but this money ain't a game
Watashi kawaii ii karada (karada)
Drinkin' out the bottle, gettin' twisted, Maruchan (hey, hey, ah)
Big exotic, Hermes, this a croc'
Watch too expensive, ain't no way I'm gettin' clocked
I think I'm so sexy, every shirt I own is cropped
Mhm, so many karats, diamonds do the bunny hop (ah)
In the US or Japan, if he meet me, he gon' bow
I got yen for your friends, if they pretty, bring 'em out
Goin' dumb in Madam Woo, pourin' sake in they mouth
Told him put me on his plate, bring them chopsticks to the south (ah)

I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star

Okane kasegu orera wa sutaa
Okane kasegu watashi wa sutaa
Sutaa sutaa sutaa sutaa kirakira
Watashi wa sutaa

Nagareru hoshitachi doko ni mukau? Uh
Mata negai kanaenagara kurasu
Juerii mi ni tsuketa mama utau
Sutaa-tachi ga atsumatta sutajio

Yona yona sake takusan narabu ajito
Sakki made Roppongi de shuuroku rajio
Sokkara terebi satsuei suru hashigo
Kameratachi oikaketeru oretachi o

Daisuki pikapika no daiya
Kurai toko kagayaiteru maiban
Nice to meet you suru aisatsu
I'm so happy arigatai na

I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star
I get money, I'm a star
Star, star, star, star, star, star

Okane kasegu orera wa sutaa
Okane kasegu watashi wa sutaa
Sutaa sutaa sutaa sutaa kirakira
Watashi wa sutaa (watashi wa sutaa)

Yeah, keep tellin' yourself I ain't the shit, bitch
Maybe one day you'll believe it
Hm (GloRilla)
Real hot girl shit (ah, ayy)

I'm thicker than my accent (accent)
And niggas love that shit (yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (huh?)
So we can talk again (talk again)
You don't look as good as me (good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (ah)

I keep a nigga in his feelings (ooh), I wake up pissin' off bitches (ah)
They all be talkin' to the wall (yeah), I make 'em question they existence (yeah, huh)
If gettin' money was a sport, I'm showin' out at the Olympics (okay, okay, okay)
Next nigga I make famous, I'm collectin' my comission (comission)
Bitch, I'm thicker than your bifocals (ah, ah, ah), all my denim be double-knitted
Boy, I'm thicker than your bloodline, thicker than a Popeye's biscuit (ah)
Waist slim, ass fat, the ratio is so scientific (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You would think that "through thick and thin" was a phrase that I invented (hm)
On they neck like a Dallas shag, talk shit like I'm Pimp Chad (hm)
Since Chanel went up on the price, I know hoes ain't got this bag (I know hoes ain't got this bag)
They dick ride, then they start dissin', I ain't f*ckin' with the ass-kissin' (no)
What the f*ck is hoes talkin' 'bout? (Uh) Lookin' for me? I was never missin' (ah)

I'm thicker than my accent (accent)
And niggas love that shit (yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (huh?)
So we can talk again (talk again)
You don't look as good as me (good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (yeah, ah)
I'm thicker than my accent (yeah, accent)
And niggas love that shit (yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (hello?)
So we can talk again (talk again)
You don't look as good as me (good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy (GloRilla, woo)
Until he met a country bitch (ah)

Whatever I do be cool, niggas love a Memphis bitch (on God)
Anything I do gon' turn him on, I do some simple shit (facts)
You gon' let that nigga do whatever 'cause you a simple bitch (ho)
I do what these niggas do, I don't tolerate no hypocrites (the f*ck?)
I'ma throw an R in any word that got a U in it (hey)
Why you keep on rappin' 'bout that switch when you ain't usin' it? (Nah, I'm sayin')
My nigga caught me cheatin', I told him, "Bae, I was just usin' him" (for real)
He told me hit his line whenever I need him, so I'm abusin' it (haha)
True Religion, I feel like a stallion, horseshoes on my ass (woo)
It's been two years, why you still speakin' on me? Ho, I know you mad (haha)
He never had no country bitch, he say he wanna try him one (ayy)
He like the way I pronounce Cuban, told that nigga buy me one (on God, God)

I'm thicker than my accent (my accent)
And niggas love that shit
Pretend that he don't understand me (huh)
So we can talk again (woo)
You don't look as good as me (Bitch)
So, bitch, don't call me twin
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (ayy)

I'm the one hoes tryna be (yup), Big Ben couldn't clock the tea (ah)
Put a Scat Pack in a bitch back (ho), bet she still couldn't keep up with me (woah, woah, woah)
Shoot my shot at you if I want you, I don't give a f*ck 'bout your ho (uh)
To be honest, these niggas bitches, I'm the realest nigga that I know (ayy, on God)
I just smoked with my lil' sis and I'm at your door with it (ho), right or wrong (ha)
From the M to the H with it (yeah, yeah), they know what the f*ck goin' on (go, go, go)
Ain't no room up in this club, all my ass done took it up (whoa)
They don't know if it's for the strippers or all 'em ones they threw for us (ha)

I'm thicker than my accent (accent, yeah)
And niggas love that shit (yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (huh?)
So we can talk again (talk again)
You don't look as good as me (good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (yeah, ah)
I'm thicker than my accent (yeah, accent)
And niggas love that shit (yeah, yeah)
Pretendin' he don't understand me (hello?)
So we can talk again (talk again)
You don't look as good as me (good as me)
So, bitch, don't call me twin (call me twin)
Thought he was a city boy
Until he met a country bitch (hey, ah)

Play me some pimpin', man

Uh
A young, yellow bitch'll rip your stable
You gotta keep the bitch on a long cable
I used to cut cheese up on the table
But now I sell dope on a record label
I keep my live one on the track
To break that trick and bring the money back
So we can smoke big and sit on leather
Say, "Bitch, you need to get my paper together"
I ain't really got no time
To stand around here while you make up your mind
You need to get out there on the grind
And get that money while you in your prime
You know I gotta keep the bitch lookin' fine
'Cause she pop that pussy on a dime
So we can shine in stormy weather
Young bitch gotta keep that paper together

Uh, uh, you need to get it together
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together
Uh, uh, you need to get it together (real hot girl shit)
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (uh)

Young Tina Snow, bitch, I'm back to the pimpin'
Drippin', this time it's a lil' different
Pussy good, niggas actin' up 'cause they miss this
Whole lot of diamonds with the ice blonde inches
Make a nigga, break a nigga, shake a nigga, take a nigga
Big chain, swing my whip like I hate a nigga
Hide me, won't let a dirty bitch take a picture
You ain't a bad bitch if he cheatin' and you stayin' with him
You want a bitch like me? Get your paper together
I'm never gon' settle, he mad 'cause he know it's whatever
Infinity stones the only time I'm doin' forever
Any bitch talkin' down, know I'm doin' it better
Look at me, look at you
Bitch, you look just like whatever you goin' through
Dissin' me, wig look like it been in a blender
Bitch, get your motherf*ckin' paper together

Uh, uh, you need to get it together
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together
Uh, uh, you need to get it together (hm)
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together
Uh, uh, you need to get it together (yeah)
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together
Uh, uh, you need to get it together
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together

And I be checkin' the trap and wreckin' the rap game
It take a second to snap, no reason to cap, mane
I got money to peel so I don't wanna hear about how funny you feel
Just make money, a mil'
See, I don't really care if you shake it or sell it, or
Take it or tell it, just make it or mail it, but
Nigga, the velvet and satin and silk
It don't matter, just let the cat lap at the milk
We gotta do what they don't, gotta say what they can't
Gotta be who they won't and leave they dick in the paint
I got the game and you can't taint it, can't spoil it
Bogarters washed up flushed down the toilet
Never heard of monogamy, shit don't work in a service economy
PA pimp, niggas ridin' a mahogany or burgundy red
Now get that paper together, bitch, you heard what we said, huh

Uh, uh, you need to get it together
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (hey, hey)
Uh, uh, bitch, get it together (uh, yeah)
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (hey, hey)
Uh, uh, you need to get it together
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (yeah, hey)
Uh, uh, bitch, get it together (yeah)
Lil' bitch need to get that paper together (ah)

Rest in peace to the motherf*ckin' legend Pimp C (need to get it together)
Often imitated, never duplicated, hahahaha (lil' bitch need to get that paper together)
Highly appreciated (hm, ah)
Please put some motherf*ckin' respect on Texas royalty, hm (lil' bitch, better get yo' paper together)

Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (uh-huh)
Mm, mm, mm, mm (yeah, yeah)
Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (real hot girl shit)

Ayy, I'm clearin' all y'all bitches, easily (easily)
All I did was look at the nigga and he said, "Why you teasin'?" (Damn)
Salty, throw it back, know I get it greasy (ah)
In and out, animal style, I like it cheesy (mwah)
Hoes ain't 'bout that shit they talkin' (nope)
I'm finna show you why my ex still stalkin' (hm)
I'm finna show you why six diss tracks
Why they pop up to my homes, I was tryna run it back
I'm raw dog, niggas go dumb for the ta-ta
Bitch, I'm a spade if we playin' our face card
Messy, niggas wanna kick it like Neymar
Let a nigga know I'm the goal, I don't chase y'all
Big four, grown men wanna be my bulldog
A1, got beef, put it in my steak sauce
Big cake, bring a thick bitch, have a bake off
Have them singin' all the way home like Tamar

"Is it real or fake?" So? Bet you still gon' hit it though
All this fat ass booty, need somewhere to sit it, though
I always been fine, yeah, this face is my original
I'm gon' blow your mind when you watch me spin around this pole

Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm
Watch me spin around this pole
Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm-mm (Mm), mm, mm, mm

Ayy, I'm your first bad bitch, I know (I know)
Strip for you, then work that pole (that pole)
Pulled up butt naked, fur coat (ah)
Tina Snow, bitch, I've been this cold (Brr)
Name a bitch this bad, I'll wait (I'll wait)
Talk shit like me, you can't (You can't)
Bitch starvin', thinkin' she ate (ayy)
Shittin' on bitches, real or fake (ayy, ayy, ah)
Work so hard, wanna know if it's work done
Took me to Cancun just so I can come (Just so I can come)
Megan Thee Stallion make niggas throw tantrums (ooh)
Think he my baby, nah, he need a pamper (ooh, ah)
In my DM, he was talkin' to himself (to himself)
Make a boss nigga feel like he the help (He the help)
Goin' rounds when I tell him I hit a bell (Baow, baow)
I'm the champ bitch, I really need belt (Baow)

"Is it real or fake?" So? (uh-huh) Bet you still gon' hit it, though (uh-huh)
All this fat ass booty, need somewhere to sit it, though (ah)
I always been fine, yeah, this face is my original (uh-huh)
I'm gon' blow your mind (ayy, ayy) when you watch me spin around this pole

Mm, mm, mm, mm (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (ah)
Watch me spin around this pole (uh-huh)
Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Mm-mm (Mm), mm, mm, mm (ah, uh-huh)

Blow some smoke, throw your cash
Watch me do my dance
Put that ass in a trance
Like you got a chance
Blow some smoke, throw your cash
Watch me do my dance
Put that ass in a trance
Like you might got a chance

"Is it real or fake?" So? (uh-huh) Bet you still gon' hit it, though (uh-huh)
All this fat ass booty, need somewhere to sit it, though (ah)
I always been fine, yeah, this face is my original (uh-huh)
I'm gon' blow your mind (ayy, ayy) when you watch me spin around this room (ayy)

Mm, mm, mm, mm (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (ah)
Watch me spin around this room (uh-huh)
Mm, mm, mm, mm (uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh)
Mm-mm, mm, mm, mm (ah, uh-huh)

Blow some smoke, throw your cash (cash)
Watch me do my dance (dance)
Put that ass in a trance
Like you got a chance (like you got a chance)
Blow some smoke, throw your cash
Watch me do my dance (Watch me do my dance)
Put that ass in a trance
Like you might got a chance

(Honorable C.N.O.T.E.)
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, I love my pussy and my pussy love me
Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep (ah)
Asked the jeweler, "Can you make a crown shaped like a V?"
'Cause the bitch is a queen and she need a lil' bling
Two fingers give me peace, switch hands, finna cheat
Then I sleep in my own wet spot in the sheets
Nigga can't stress me if he can't sex me
Finna get lockjaw tryna impress me

Me, myself, and I, and a rose
Ebony lezzy, XVideos
Big titty, blonde hair, Anna Nicole
Spicy Spanish hottie, nympho
Niggas call it pussy rap, really I'm just being foul
You can call me Baby D' 'cause I love to talk snacks
On the ones and the twos how I'm spinning my shit
It's DJ French Tip heavy in the mix

Ayy, I love my pussy and my pussy love me
Play with it for a lil' while, then fall asleep
Asked the jeweler, "Can you make a crown shaped like a V?"
'Cause the bitch is a queen and she need a lil' bling
Two fingers give me peace, switch hands, finna cheat
Then I sleep in my own wet spot in the sheets
Nigga can't stress me if he can't sex me
Finna get lockjaw tryna impress me (ayy, ayy)

Popped out like I been in the toaster
Put a ring on it like a bitch need a coaster
Niggas looking for me like I'm on a wanted poster
How the f*ck is you a player if a nigga coach you?
I'm a dime and the bitch is a penny loafer
Walk in, serve body, category over
Got a real famous cat like my name Doja
With a real sweet pearl, what's tea? Boba
Ayy, solo
In this bitch going dumb dolo (dolo)
How I got this shit looking, lathered up, no soap (no soap)
Pimp juice, niggas don't deserve all this mojo (yeah)
Bet he reminiscin' every time I post a photo
Ayy, ready, player one, fight
Arcade mode 'til the batteries die
Way I'm finna nut, let the CPU decide
Faithful to myself 'cause I do myself right

Ayy, I love my pussy and my pussy love me
Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep
Asked the jeweler, "Can you make a crown shaped like a V?"
'Cause the bitch is a queen and she need a lil' bling
Two fingers give me peace, switch hands, finna cheat
Then I sleep in my own wet spot in the sheets
Nigga can't stress me if he can't sex me
Finna get lockjaw tryna impress me

I love my pussy and my pussy love me
Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep
I love my pussy and my pussy love me
Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep

Ayy, I love my pussy and my pussy love me
Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep
Asked the jeweler, "Can you make a crown shaped like a V?"
'Cause the bitch is a queen and she need a lil' bling
Two fingers give me peace, switch hands, finna cheat
Then I sleep in my own wet spot in the sheets
Nigga can't stress me if he can't sex me
Finna get lockjaw tryna impress me

I love my pussy and my pussy love me
Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep
I love my pussy and my pussy love me
Play with her for a lil' while, then fall asleep
Ah

Yeah, uh-uh
Must be somethin' in the water, uh
Yeah-uh, yeah-uh
Must be somethin' in the water (Buddah bless this beat)

Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady thick
Swimmin' pool, plenty drip, take a dip
Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady fine
Skinny dippin' like the best, take a dive
Splash, dive, splash, dive, she gon' slip and slide (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Splash, dive, splash, dive, she gon' slip and slide (Real hot girl shit)

It must be somethin' in the water, look how that ass sit
He want a bad bitch, Megan Thee Stallion
I'm just like water in your palm
These niggas can't hold me for long
You could tell that how I walk that it's bomb
He be actin' a fool, but I'm calm
Good pussy don't beg for attention
Wet pussy, got bitches dry-dissin'
Ask your nigga, he know who that bitch is (ask him)
Hmm, who? Me
I put ass on the TL, it's poppin'
Play my song in the club, get it rockin'
Got a nigga butt-hurt like I'm toppin'
From the H, niggas love how I rock it
On a yacht in Miami with papi
Same bitches got hoes in the lobby
With my trick in Bal Harbour, we shoppin'
At the bar like, "Lemon drop me"
Y'all hoes gotta make up shit to convince yourself that I'm not that bitch
So scared I'ma f*ck your man, I ain't want no dick that a broke ho had
Y'all itchin' to go back and forth, I ain't worried about nothin' that a broke ho said
A bitch can't get a rise out of me 'cause I know that ho ain't makin' no bread

Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady thick
Swimmin' pool, plenty drip, take a dip
Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady fine
Skinny dippin' like the best, take a dive

Splash down, wet down, we gon' slip and slide
Hydro with this plane and that's what I'ma drive
Tooted up, tooted up what I prescribe
She off in rotation like these Forgi' tires
Tightrope on the table how she tippy-toe and snap
Please don't be surprised when all the players give me dap
Dapper than the Dan, money in my pants, keep your life afloat
F*ck a wave, to survive this tide, you gon' need a boat

Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady thick (Thick)
Swimmin' pool, plenty drip, take a dip (Yeah, yeah)
Must be somethin' in the water, Miss Lady fine (Ah, yeah)
Skinny dippin' like the best, take a dive (yeah, yeah)

I'm from Splash Town, H-Town, I'ma slip and slide (Ah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tooted up, tooted up, I'ma take 'em down
Yeah, yeah, yeah, ah (splash)
Splash
Splash (slide, ah)
Tooted up, tooted up what I prescribe (yeah, yeah)
Splash

Huh
I'm a real bad bitch, I ain't takin' no shit
'Cause I look too good to be beggin' for some dick

Blocked and I'm not callin' back
I ain't finna let him treat me like that
'Cause I'm worthy, not worthless
I shouldn't have to beg for your love, I deserve it
On the cool, this nigga probably tryna trap me
You ain't real enough to be my first baby daddy (uh-uh)
You the type to get your feelings hurt and start chattin'
Drama like a Broadway play, stop actin'
I got great value, but can't let him treat me like the off brand
Won't find a bad bitch lookin' for a bargain
He a user, tryna figure out the login
You ain't even talkin' 'bout nothin', stop callin'

I'm so precious
I'm so down South, I'm Texas
I'm missed by all my exes
I make these bitches jealous
I'm not the one to play with
I'm too much for you, find somethin' basic
Sexy, sophisticated
I serve, but I ain't waitin', ah

I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless

I feel like a gold man, attractin' these demons
The way that I exercise, might be a priestess
The Reese's got him writin' think pieces
The way hoes study me, I need to be teachin'
You can't humble me if you ain't fundin' me
I'll cut a nigga off and sleep comfortably
If I'm payin' all the bills, please be for real
I ain't settling for less and I never will

Probably would admit, you ain't shit
I'm way too fine to be begging for some dick
A lil' time is all you had to give
I do not know the last time that you gave me a gift

I'm so precious
I'm so down South, I'm Texas
I'm missed by all my exes
I make these bitches jealous
I'm not the one to play with
I'm too much for you, find somethin' basic
Sexy, sophisticated
I serve, but I ain't waitin', ah

I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless
I'm worthy, not worthless

(What Juicy say? He be like, "Shut the f*ck up")
Real motherf*ckin' sad girl shit, ah

In a room full of people, I still feel lonely
By myself even when he all on me
Tell me you love me, know you just told me
We just f*cked and I still feel horny
Thick than a bitch, but I'm still missin' pieces
Hide my pain where nobody sees it
I'm in the club every motherf*ckin' weekend
F*ck on a nigga, then leave while he's sleeping
Sad little bitch, I be twerkin' and cryin'
Pretty on the outside, inside dyin'
Leave me alone, where you goin'? Don't leave me
Need this pussy, but nigga don't need me
Fly like an angel, bad like a demon
Come so quick, that's how I see men
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesdays, weekends
We have good times when I see them
Why do you even like me? I'm broken
Is it the way I can hold my throat open?
She smoke dick, yes, bitch, I'm tokin'
Eyes locked in on his, I'm focused
So many friends, but I still feel lonely
How come none of y'all call to check on me?
Hold shit down, but nobody hold me
That's okay 'cause I'm the strong homie

Shakin' this ass, actin' bad, I'm just mad at my nigga
Dress like, "F*ck me," but don't touch me, I'm just mad at my nigga
Boy, you play too much, only thing touchin' these lips tonight is liquor
He said I play too much, only thing gettin' this head tonight is my pillow, ayy

Sorry, my appetite is so insatiable
Blow him off, that dick inflatable
Thinkin' 'bout you, it ain't a day that go
By where my mind ain't picturin' fellatio
By where my mind ain't thinkin' 'bout f*ckin'
By where my mind ain't thinkin' 'bout touchin'
Uh, matter fact, don't touch me
Looked in the mirror and I'm feeling kind of ugly
I wanna breathe what you breathe, see what you see
Taste like you, I eat what you eat
All day, every day, be where you be
Nigga, don't play, I know where you sleep
I breathe and they pressed
I pop off, they get stressed
I'm way too clean to entertain mess
F*ck all this famous shit, you gettin' checked
Why y'all keep actin' like I ain't real?
Why y'all keep tellin' me how I feel?
Why y'all keep actin' like I ain't solid?
What about all the tea I ain't spilled?
Hmm, shit, f*ck it
Whatever you heard, trust it
Hate on me 'cause I love it
I don't respond to hoes that be subbin'

Shakin' this ass, actin' bad, I'm just mad at my nigga
Dress like, "F*ck me," but don't touch me, I'm just mad at my nigga
Boy, you play too much, only thing touchin' these lips tonight is liquor
He said I play too much, only thing gettin' this head tonight is my pillow, ah

(B-B-Bankroll Got it) ayy

Breakin' down and I had the whole world watchin' (whole world watchin')
But the worst part is really who watched me
Every night I cried, I almost died
And nobody close tried to stop me
Long as everybody gettin' paid, right? (Paid, right)
Everything'll be okay, right? (Okay)
I'm winnin', so nobody trippin'
Bet if I ever fall off, everybody go missin'
At night, I'm sittin' in a dark room thinkin'
Probably why I always end up drinkin'
Yes, I'm very depressed
How can somebody so blessed wanna slit they wrist?
Shit, I'd probably bleed out some Pinot
When they find me, I'm in Valentino, ayy
He pourin' me shots, thinkin' it's lit
Ha, little did he know

This pussy depressed, hm, I'm about to stress him, yeah
Pink nails 'round his neck, huh, but this ain't domestic, ayy
Think it's goin' down, ha, now he stand corrected, ayy
This pussy depressed, hm, I'm about to stress him, ah

Ayy, damn, I got problems (I got problems)
Never thought a bitch like me would ever hit rock bottom (hit rock bottom)
Man, I miss my parents, way too anxious (yeah, yeah)
Always cancel my plans (cancel my plans)
Pulled up, caught him cheatin'
Gettin' his dick sucked in the same spot I'm sleepin' (yeah, yeah)
Lord, give me a break (give me a break)
I don't know how much more of this shit I can take (ayy)
How long you been worried 'bout me, tellin' people that's not me?
Honestly, it kinda feel like you plottin', watchin'
Why is you speakin' on me at my lowest when you acted like you ain't noticed?
I was trippin', goin' crazy
And they lowkey hatin', so they ain't gon' say shit
Damn, I finally see it
I'm killin' myself when bitches would die to be me

This pussy depressed, hm, I'm about to stress him, yeah
Pink nails 'round his neck, huh, but this ain't domestic, ayy
Think it's goin' down, ha, now he stand corrected, ayy
This pussy depressed, hm, I'm about to stress him, ah

I ain't goin', yeah, no emotion, ayy
Back outside, yeah, back in motion, ayy
He keep callin', hm, I ignore it (ayy)
He say I'm crazy, hm, don't I know it, ah