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点击复制 作曲 : Kamaiyah Johnson/Katrina Taylor
作词 : Kamaiyah Johnson/Katrina Taylor
You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin'
B*tch
Oh my god
Run up all his cards, run up all his credit
Ima spend a rack for every b*tch that he been textin'
Run up all his cards, run up all his credit
Ima spend a rack for every b*tch that he been textin'
Run up all his cards
Run up all his credit
Ima spend a rack for every
B*tch that he been textin'
You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin'
B*tch who the fu*ck you disrespecting
N*ggas ain't sh*t his cards Ima spend those
Ima slash his tires and Ima bust out all his windows
N*ggas ain't **** his cards Ima spend those
Ima slash his tires and Ima bust out all his windows
Ay, that lil b*tch that you've been with
ls the one you that's setting
You up and letting me know just what yo pin is
And since it's yo card that I'm spending
Ima run it up n*gga these cards ain't got no limit
Bought a bracelet tennis, VVS's in it
Since I got yo sh*t Ima keep running up those digits
You think it's a game and you can f*ck wit other b*tches
Yet aite n*gga yo windows get to fixing
My momma told me neva let a n*gga make you fold
Not a lie what's told, all yo games exposed
Boy you think you can play me
Like I'm one of these lil hoes
I'm a big *ss boss standin tall upon 10 toes
Run up all his cards, run up all his credit
Ima spend a rack for every b*tch that he been textin'
You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin'
B*tch who the f*ck you disrespecting
N*ggas ain't sh*t his cards Ima spend those
Ima slash his tires and Ima bust out all his windows
N*ggas ain't sh*t his cards Ima spend those
Ima slash his tires and Ima bust out all his windows
We got four or five hoes taken b*tches out
Gotta buy them new clothes
Valet park and open up the suicide doors
Private mansions ducked off up in the polkaknows
Shut I'm blowing up the Rolls
I'm mad
Cause I ain't the b*tch to share no bag
And I ain't the kinda b*tch you could drag
And I put that on my flag
You f*ck *ss n*gga
I piss in your mouth you lil f*ck boy
You disrespect a bad b*tch you get checked boy
And don't you ever play games with my check boy
Cause I'm the queen of the board I checkmate boy
Trina
Run up all his cards, run up all his credit
Ima spend a rack for every b*tch that he been textin'
You ain't finna have me sittin' around stressin'
B*tch who the f*ck you disrespecting
N*ggas ain't sh*t his cards Ima spend those
Ima slash his tires and Ima bust out all his windows
N*ggas ain't sh*t his cards Ima spend those
Ima slash his tires and Ima bust out all his windows