hey bitch

Hey, bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?

Go in the crib, steal your stepfather's credit card

And take the car and do circles in the parking lot

Scream at the top of our lungs like la-la-la

La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la

We on that la-la-la-la-la-la-la

Hey, bitch, do you really, really, really wanna go hard?

Go in the crib, steal your stepfather's credit card

And take the car and do circles in the parking lot

Scream at the top of our lungs like

I'ma take their money, 'cause these bitches acting funny

They don't care about me, that's okay, 'cause you're not special honey

Why you acting lovey-dovey, when you try and make shit bloody

You ain't that zombie bitch, you is just biting my swag dummy (Ha)

Oh my god, I'm gonna shoot you in the face if you stab me

Sike, I was capping in my lyrics, cause that shit made me sound clean

Only bitch I'm falling for, is if she's dead inside like me

But that ain't happening so soon, 'cause I just fucking disagree

Crazy how I popped up on the scene, just like a plant

I'm fuckin' this shit up, 'cause I'm like that

You don't take me serious, all that fuckin' does is make me laugh

If you're thinking about me, that means you're jealous, you're on crack

I've been poppin' Addies, to stay focused, eat it like a snack

I'm so determined and that's just a fact

I can't tell if I am worthy, cause my life's barely intact

But that don't matter, 'cause I'm sitting here making all these stacks

All these hoes, they callin' me, now that they know I'm makin' racks

Feel like GTA, I pull up, put the money in the back

My ex ho she callin' all the time, but I don't call her back

VIPs up in the club, so all the drinks are on my tab

Walk up in the city, knowin' everybody seein' me

I need molly, I need acid, I don't fuck with all that weed

I don't need to settle in, I'm in the club and I won't leave

When she grindin' all up on me, I'm like bitch, like what's the need?

I'ma take their money, 'cause these bitches acting funny

They don't care about me, that's okay, 'cause you're not special honey

Why you acting lovey-dovey, when you try and make shit bloody

You ain't that zombie bitch, you is just biting my swag dummy (Ha)

Oh my god, I'm gonna shoot you in the face if you stab me

Sike, I was capping in my lyrics, cause that shit made me sound clean

Only bitch I'm falling for, is if she's dead inside like me

But that ain't happening so soon, 'cause I just fucking disagree