With my bitches, but thinkin' 'bout us I'm from the Bronx, so there's no one I trust I don't love niggas, I just be in lust Thank God I'm rich, I was just on a bus (grrah) Now I'm cool on a boat
Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats Paint me a nigga that give bitches hope Bae, watch your mouth, 'cause you know what I told Munchin' me down and say: It taste like water Do niggas try 'cause I'm my mother's daughter
Fine on her shit, and her money got taller Rappers ain't shit, I might fuck with a baller Might fuck with a scammer Best of both worlds, like I'm Hannah Montana Sold out show when I be in live
