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letra de fso - lezhae

real b-tch, money first, d-ck later
level up on n-ggas like we playing escalators
i’m ’bout my bag, yeah, b-tch, i’m ’bout my paper
every time i walk by, wonder why these b-tches hate her
’cause i stay dripped and b-tch, i look good
keep a fly whip like a fly b-tch should
sh-tting on these haters like a fly b-tch could
and i’m making hoes mad like a fly b-tch would

walk up in the club, n0body looking better than this
chilling with the gang, it’s just me and my clique
all my b-tches bad, got flavors to pick
ass fat, so you know we always twerking and sh-t
three way facetime, b-tch, we outside
if a b-tch try me, know i’m gon’ slide
keep a 22 right by my sidе
and a couple real b-tches that i know gon’ ridе
i f-ck it up, i f-ck it up shaking ass in the club
if he ain’t spending no bread, then that n-gga a dub
i don’t f-ck with lame n-ggas, i don’t f-ck with no scrubs
i’m ’bout my bands, lil’ n-gga, i ain’t looking for love
i don’t trust a n-gga knowing they be lying like rugs
but i’ll f-ck a real n-gga ’cause i love me a thug
you the type to come around begging me for a hug
i’m the type to chase the bread like a fiend chasing drugs
i got my own, so i ain’t waiting on a n-gga for sh-t
if i ever need a n-gga, then it’s just for the d-ck
this p-ssy good, and he like how i be making it drip
i f-ck him good, get my nut send ‘em back to his b-tch
he say i do him dirty, i be breaking n-ggas’ hearts
i tuck my feelings in the dark, and that sh-t was smart
’cause all these n-ggas dogs, and i knew it from the start
so f-ck n-ggas, get money from the bottom of my heart

i look good, my b-tches look good
in that big body, and we swerving through the hood
my bills paid, my hair laid
never give a f-ck ’bout what a bum b-tch say
twerking all night, got them bottles on ice
and my n-gga spin them racks ’cause he know what i like
new car on the way, i’ma ride him like a bike
i ain’t trippin’ ’bout his b-tch, i’ll beat her ass like ike
real b-tch, money first, d-ck later
level up on n-ggas like we playing escalators
i’m ’bout my bag, yeah, b-tch, i’m ’bout my paper
every time i walk by, wonder why these b-tches hate her
’cause i stay dripped and b-tch, i look good
keep a fly whip like a fly b-tch should
sh-tting on these haters like a fly b-tch could
and i’m making hoes mad like a fly b-tch would

i got my own, so i ain’t waiting on a n-gga for sh-t
if i ever need a n-gga, then it’s just for the d-ck
this p-ssy good, and he like how i be making it drip
i f-ck him good, get my nut send him back to his b-tch
he say i do ’em dirty, i be breaking n-ggas’ hearts
i tuck my feelings in the dark, and that sh-t was smart
’cause all these n-ggas dogs and i knew it from the start
so f-ck the n-ggas, get money from the bottom of my heart, yeah

- lezhae

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