How the * I look, bitch?
Real hot girl *
About an inch, jet black, bust damn
Every * watch I get, I bust damn
Heard them beefs don't like me, hoe, I'm in your town
Drop the low, I'm pullin' up, it's goin' down
Just on by the cemetery, it's plenty room for hoes
* the money, missionary, got plenty room for more
Mine, all these bitches scary, I know for it all
*, I look like beefin' with some bitches that be shirin'
How I look, fuckin' on a nigga that got less to me
How I look, callin' bitches out that can't get next to me
How I look, checkin' for a nigga that don't check for me
How I look, not bettin' on myself, don't the rest of people
How I look, beefin' with a bitch without no motion
That her only wants to smoke, cause I'm the hottest * that smokin'
I ain't goin' back and forth, bitches ain't the U.S. Open
If he meet me, better pack it up, cause bitch, you know it's so
Yeah, yeah, yeah
How I look, beefin' with a bitch about a nigga
How I look, arguin' with a goofy bitch on Twitter
How I look, confessin' to these niggas by my body
When he a hoe too, and he still gon' get me sloppy
How I look, turnin' up and leavin' all my bitches out
How I look, goin' up and laughin' when them haters down
How I look, pullin' up and * I know they can't pronounce
How I look, laughin' to the bank with my titties out
How I look, ask your man
How I look, ask the fan
How I look, ask a hater
How I look, ask the gram
How I look, ask your friend
How I look, ask the can
* these hoes, stalkin' style
How I moan these bitches ass
Just run by the cemetery
It's plenty room for hoes
* the money, missionary
Got plenty room for more
My ain't all these bitches scary
I know it for it all
* I look like beefin' with some bitches that be shirin' hoes