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[ Featuring Yella Beezy ]

(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up)
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Ayy
Ayy, ayy
And she gon' do whatever I say

She know I'm a boss and she know that I'm real, and she gon' do whatever I say (I say)
I got 'bout an M in the bank and I'm ballin', she gon' play however I play (okay)
I'm keepin' it cautious, you know that it's private whenever we fly out of state (fly)
I feel like a surgeon, the way that I'm all in your guts and I'm snatchin' your waist (Rich Gang)

Bad bitches only (bad what?), bring yo' homie (yeah)
Lifestyle lavish (lavish), ain't nothin' average (nah)
You mines for the weekend (you mine), don't call it creepin' (yeah)
Livin', not givin' a f*ck (oh)

I know when I call her she gon' pull up on me
She gon' stay wherever I stay (I stay)
I might buy her some shoes I like how she step
And I want my bae drippin' today (I want my bae drippin' today)
I go for the win, I'm ten out of ten
Whenever I step in the paint (whenever I step in the paint)
She roll up a wood, then I f*ck her good
Okay, now we splashin' today
Marble floors in the loft (in the loft)
Champagne in the walls (in the walls)
Findin' wine in her glass (in her glass)
Too much money to crash (to crash) out

She know I'm a boss and she know that I'm real, and she gon' do whatever I say (I say)
I got 'bout an M in the bank and I'm ballin', she gon' play however I play (okay)
I'm keepin' it cautious, you know that it's private whenever we fly out of state (fly)
I feel like a surgeon, the way that I'm all in your guts and I'm snatchin' your waist

Bad bitches only (bad what?), bring yo' homie (yeah)
Lifestyle lavish (lavish), ain't nothin' average (nah)
You mines for the weekend (you mine), don't call it creepin' (yeah)
Livin', not givin' a f*ck (oh)

She want Yella Beezy to bone it (bone it)
She gon' sex me 'til the mornin' (mornin')
And she'll get freaky for a Rollie
She'll get-, she'll get freaky for a Rollie (Rollie)
She wet up the sheets like it's stormin' (stormin')
Give her a ring, make a promise (pormise)
To be wherever I want her (I want her)
She go crazy for the anaconda ('conda)
Yeah, we sneak like a thief in the night (like a thief)
Got a man, so she sneak on her flight (she sneak on it)
When she wit' Yella Beezy she right (she be wit' it)
When I'm in it she squeezin' it tight (she squeeze on it)
Come be my lil' bae for the night
Come be my lil' bae for the night
And if you a sucker for love
Leave me alone 'cause I ruined your life

She know I'm a boss and she know that I'm real, and she gon' do whatever I say (I say)
I got 'bout an M in the bank and I'm ballin', she gon' play however I play (okay)
I'm keepin' it cautious, you know that it's private whenever we fly out of state (fly)
I feel like a surgeon, the way that I'm all in your guts and I'm snatchin' your waist

Bad bitches only (bad what?), bring yo' homie (yeah)
Lifestyle lavish (lavish), ain't nothin' average (nah)
You mines for the weekend (you mine), don't call it creepin' (yeah)
Livin', not givin' a f*ck (oh)
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(Tay Keith, f*ck these niggas up)
Oh, oh-oh-oh
Ayy
Ayy, ayy
And she gon' do whatever I say

She know I'm a boss and she know that I'm real, and she gon' do whatever I say (I say)
I got 'bout an M in the bank and I'm ballin', she gon' play however I play (okay)
I'm keepin' it cautious, you know that it's private whenever we fly out of state (fly)
I feel like a surgeon, the way that I'm all in your guts and I'm snatchin' your waist (Rich Gang)

Bad bitches only (bad what?), bring yo' homie (yeah)
Lifestyle lavish (lavish), ain't nothin' average (nah)
You mines for the weekend (you mine), don't call it creepin' (yeah)
Livin', not givin' a f*ck (oh)

I know when I call her she gon' pull up on me
She gon' stay wherever I stay (I stay)
I might buy her some shoes I like how she step
And I want my bae drippin' today (I want my bae drippin' today)
I go for the win, I'm ten out of ten
Whenever I step in the paint (whenever I step in the paint)
She roll up a wood, then I f*ck her good
Okay, now we splashin' today
Marble floors in the loft (in the loft)
Champagne in the walls (in the walls)
Findin' wine in her glass (in her glass)
Too much money to crash (to crash) out

She know I'm a boss and she know that I'm real, and she gon' do whatever I say (I say)
I got 'bout an M in the bank and I'm ballin', she gon' play however I play (okay)
I'm keepin' it cautious, you know that it's private whenever we fly out of state (fly)
I feel like a surgeon, the way that I'm all in your guts and I'm snatchin' your waist

Bad bitches only (bad what?), bring yo' homie (yeah)
Lifestyle lavish (lavish), ain't nothin' average (nah)
You mines for the weekend (you mine), don't call it creepin' (yeah)
Livin', not givin' a f*ck (oh)

She want Yella Beezy to bone it (bone it)
She gon' sex me 'til the mornin' (mornin')
And she'll get freaky for a Rollie
She'll get-, she'll get freaky for a Rollie (Rollie)
She wet up the sheets like it's stormin' (stormin')
Give her a ring, make a promise (pormise)
To be wherever I want her (I want her)
She go crazy for the anaconda ('conda)
Yeah, we sneak like a thief in the night (like a thief)
Got a man, so she sneak on her flight (she sneak on it)
When she wit' Yella Beezy she right (she be wit' it)
When I'm in it she squeezin' it tight (she squeeze on it)
Come be my lil' bae for the night
Come be my lil' bae for the night
And if you a sucker for love
Leave me alone 'cause I ruined your life

She know I'm a boss and she know that I'm real, and she gon' do whatever I say (I say)
I got 'bout an M in the bank and I'm ballin', she gon' play however I play (okay)
I'm keepin' it cautious, you know that it's private whenever we fly out of state (fly)
I feel like a surgeon, the way that I'm all in your guts and I'm snatchin' your waist

Bad bitches only (bad what?), bring yo' homie (yeah)
Lifestyle lavish (lavish), ain't nothin' average (nah)
You mines for the weekend (you mine), don't call it creepin' (yeah)
Livin', not givin' a f*ck (oh)
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Writer: Rodriquez Jacquees Broadnax, Markies Deandre Conway
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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