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(Earl on the beat)

Real a*s bitch, give a f**k 'bout a nigga
Big Birkin bag, hoe, five, six figures
Stripes on my a*s so he call this p***y Tigger
f**kin' on a scammin' a*s, rich a*s nigga
Same group of bitches, ain't no eh-eh to the picture
Drop a couple racks, watch his a*s get bigger
Drinkin' on liquor, and I'm lookin' at your nigga
If his money right, he can eat it like a Snicker
I ain't got time for y'all fake a*s hoes
Talkin' all loud in them fake a*s clothes
Fake a*s shoes match their fake a*s gold
I'm the realest bitch ever to you snake a*s hoes

Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Dirty a*s nails, baby girl, you need to back up

It's Yung Miami, and I came to run my sack up
Tired a*s hoes on my page tryna track us
Brand new chain, City Girls goin' platinum
I keep a baby Glock, I ain't fightin' with no random (Period)
You bitches weak, is you serious?
I let him take the p***y, now he actin' all delirious
Did the dash and the run, but I can stay superior
She see my number in his phone, and now you actin' curious (Haha)
He gon' buy me Gucci if I ask for it (Yup)
He'll curse a nigga rockin' Tom Ford (Ow)
I bet your lil' sister wanna look like me
I bet your lil' brother wanna f**k on me



Hood bitch, good p***y, I ain't average
Um, he can't come around without that cabbage
Um, pop a p***y bitch quick, like a bubblegum
I ain't never worry, I just deal with it for fun

Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Dirty a*s nails, baby girl, you need to back up

JT on the track, and you know I'm 'bout my paper
P***y sweet, p***y tight, so he called it Lightsaver
If your a*s a broke nigga, hell nah, I can't meet ya
If your a*s a rich nigga, imma f**k ya 'til you ain't one
If that nigga a scammer, I'm turning into a dancer (yup)
I make it clap like he got the right answer
Sit on it with menace, get it harder than a hammer
He wanna f**k on a freak, p***y pink, breast cancer
Oh you like d***, just like I like big buns
I don't care about your chain, nigga, or your big truck
Yeah, I know you gettin' it, but is you spendin' it?
Give a f**k what a nigga got if he ain't givin' it
Bada*s bitch, bad attitude (Yeah)
Nails done, hair done, a*s, too (Ow)
Your baby daddy f**kin' me and suckin' me
He don't answer you, bitch, that's because of me (Period)

Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Act up, you can get snatched up
Dirty a*s nails, baby gïrl, you need to back up

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