[Verse 1: Lola Monroe]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
On some real shit, these bitches aint fuckin with me
These niggas is lames, and they cant fuck with me
Any rap bitch, with an issue come and get me
Picture that, come and get me
Damn I go so cold, these niggas all hot
And if your circle ballin, why these niggas off block?
Jockin ass, yall knockin ass
Imma hate on a nigga just stop and ask
Hate to see your body glow, like the police clothes
Im a double o blow with your boxing ass
Aint no need for all that makeup, love youre naturally a clown
If you worked on getting your paper up, you could gradually get down
All these bitches screaming hustle, and they aint never seen one
Bitch I hustle for a dolla, til I aint ever need one
Duck, duck goose, these bitches, and make them take a seat
Cause judging from my bankroll, they should really take a plea
Bout to paint the Phantom pink the top off and ground get it
Baddest bitch in the game is what Im is, and Im gonna get it
[Hook: Courtney]
They be askin where Im goin
All this moneys what Ive been showin
From the bottoms where I came
And I did it on my own
Aint nobody give it to us
Think about it every day
Yall been fuckin up the game
Yall been fuckin up the game
Yall been fuckin up the game
Yall been fuckin up the game
[Verse 2: Lola Monroe]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
How they spell em, yeah they wanna get with L-O-L-A
Dana and the yellow bellies catch me in the yellow lambo
Talkin on the yellow celly, all about my deli, that the ham
You wonderin am I bout to kill this? Yes I am
Wiz told me get em, hangin portraits for they headshots
Wake em out they sleep, like they bed rocked
Where these dust buckets come from
Dont know what these bitches used to
But I got a couple questions for you cloned out new crews
Thought you fuckin with us? Thought you fuckin with us?
One more, really thought you fuckin with us?
Never, Taylor, Taylor, Taylor Gang
[Hook: Courtney]
Futg
Lola Monroe
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Lyrics by Lola Monroe
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