Us

I'm on that Marilyn

She got that Adam's apple and she asked about that fashion

And we passed her with that laughter

And passed her wacker friend

Peace to the geese with that Karrine

If they the geese that act up then, it’s beaks in the streets n' feathers and

She put a decent effort in but she’s at the precinct hemorrhaging

Bring it to these bitches like Alpo

Bitches gettin' stitches if she under my scalpel

Bitches gettin' vicious when I tell 'em who the sight's on

Have these girls runnin' like roaches with the lights on

They been on that groupie shit

We been on that Gucci shit

Apple Cherry coochi clique

Mmm mmm, yeah

Ya'll be swearin' you the shit

But ya'll be sharin' shoes and shit

Cool it bitch

Yeah, we ain't even paid for it

Cause I can't entertain you

I got nothing to say to ya (no no)

But I don't even blame you

If I was you I'd hate too

Y'all can't even fuck with us

Can't even fuck with us (ya know why, ya know)

(You can watch the rain pour, everything is paid for)

Y'all can't even fuck with us

Can't even fuck with us

These bitches fadin', they poppin' shit

And they hatin' cause we are

We the crème de la crème

All them other bitches "H" to the "I-M's"

These niggas like her, they tryna get in her cypher but he can't

Can't even roll text with us, these niggas can't even stand next to us

Trust, that I seen these bros be tryna make ends meet, Pantene Pro-V

Tryna send beats to her and he's hoping

He can get a 16, he can get me open

But, um, I ain't fuckin' with these hipster niggas

These niggas really like sister niggas

You know them sweeter than a spritzer niggas?

I know niggas probably kissed a nigga

I know niggas probably dicked a nigga, huh

Anyway, it's the B-A-N-K

"S" to them niggas with that V-I-S-A

C-A-S-H, E-U-R-O's

Put a couple commas in them Z-E-R-O's

Lookin' for the dollars, fuck the C-O-I-N's

I need to get enough for both me and my friends

Yeah, we more dimes than two bucks

But these niggas be up in the hood like Ku Klux

Puffin' on a loose again

Puffin' on that 2 for 10

All these niggas

Ooodle and noodlin'

Yeah, yeah

Ya'll niggas cool and shit

But all my bitches too legit

(We out)

Cause I can't entertain you

I got nothing to say to ya (no no)

But I don't even blame you

If I was you I'd hate too

Y'all can't even fuck with us

Can't even fuck with us (ya know why, ya know)

Y'all can't even fuck with us

Can't even fuck with us