Navel

Let it bang on a hoe

Big toy, G.I. Joe

You can't fuck, that's a no

I am picky, afro

Bank on tic-tac-toe

All you see is 0, 0, 0's

Bitch, you know I'm in my glow

Eat up the beat, I'll take it to go

I don't answer the phone

Bitch, run me a letter

Slide to my crib if you got me some cheddar

His blood spill when I shot the Beretta

I had to walk home, in the inside I sweat her

I don't let shit fly by, I just make souls fly high

Kill him with his tie, kill him with his tie

Kill him with his tie, that's tie-dye

Pass that money 'round like hot potato

Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel

Throw hands to his face like a facial

That bullet hole look like a navel

Pass that money 'round like hot potato

Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel

Throw hands to his face like a facial

That bullet hole look like a navel

Big money, feeling pumpy

Adios, can't get shit from me

Five meals in my tummy

Equals up to your rent money

Don't let your nigga play you like he's Stevie

He do a triple take when he see me

I might just talk to him real briefly

Tell him to drop you off then come eat me

That's if you like it or not

I'm a business woman on top

And I don't Facebook

'Cause my face booked on every fucking flyer that drop

This that knock, knock, who's there?

Front porch, front porch, you

Bitch, if you don't answer this door right now

Bullets 'bout to come through

Play if you want, today I got time

I wouldn't even phone even if I was blind

Who said I can't rap? That lil' bitch lying

I'm bringing that heat like the clothes is dry, so stop it

Bitches ain't on my profit

I'm a messy bitch so watch it

I'ma spill the tea and not mop it

Bitch mean muggin', wearing pony tails

So I'm guessing she a bum dummy

So I beat her ass into the rubber band

Like I need that for more money

Cone head bitch, 'bout to be missing toppings

Take off her head like a discount shopping

Come to the block, don't put me on the block

With his dread head schemin'

That's a motherfucking plot twist

Pass that money 'round like hot potato

Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel

Throw hands to his face like a facial

That bullet hole look like a navel

Pass that money 'round like hot potato

Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel

Throw hands to his face like a facial

That bullet hole look like a navel