Good At
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Good At
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Aye, aye, posing, drinking all the bottles of Patron and
Drive these niggas crazy 'cause they know they can't control me
A hottie, a model body, super Armani, I'm shining
If you looking, ain't that hard to find me
Yeah, Stalli is a player
I make these niggas toes curl like my baby hair
I get up on the drink and get to feeling on myself
Bad bitches singing all my songs like a prayer
I'ma super bad bitch and I only hang around with other bad chicks
Everywhere I go, I gotta take a damn pic
Turn around, look back, I get ratchet
Taking selfies, really tryna fix my lipstick
I love myself but niggas say I'm hard to deal with
I'm still hotter than them hoes that you chill with
And I could pull any nigga on some chill shit
And that's some real shit
I ain't choose being player, being player chose me (Hey!)
And no I ain't committed but I'm never lonely (Hey!)
I gotta keep these motherfucking haters off me (Hey!)
Don't be actin' fly when you know you goofy (Hey!)
Tell me where it's good at
Tell me where the fly niggas in the hood at
Aye, fuck the club, where the kickback?
Aye, is that the 'yac? Lemme get that
Aye, somebody tell me where the boss be
Can you keep these broke motherfuckers off me
And I only keep the baddest bitches 'round me
Drop a yellow, redbone, and a bunny where it's sunny
Gucci on my coochie, glitter on my body
Everybody wanna do me
A hood Mona Lisa, figure like somebody drew it
If I introduced you to this pussy, nigga you gon' chew it
Rub your waves while I do it
I know bitches I've influenced, I look different they congruent
Post a pic up on the 'gram, then my DMs get to boomin'
Hey bighead and what you doin'?
Can I fly you out to Europe?
Do your pussy taste like gum 'cause I'm really tryna chew it?
Hit 'em back like, “Who you bank with? Do you got a lady?
And if you do, can you still deposit my money safely? ”
He watchin' all my videos just to watch me shake it
Damn I thought the nigga had a seizure, way he shakin'
Lemme wrap my legs around you keep you warmer than a blanket
Drive around the world, city to city, let you spank it
Posing for your pictures 'cause I know you wanna take it
Tell the world you mine, put it in them bitches faces
Tell the world you mine, put it in them bitches faces
Tell the world you mine, put it in them bitches faces
Tell me where it's good at
Tell me where the fly niggas in the hood at
Aye, fuck the club, where the kickback?
Aye, is that the 'yac? Lemme get that
Aye, somebody tell me where the boss be
Can you keep these broke motherfuckers off me
And I only keep the baddest bitches 'round me
Drop a yellow, redbone, and a bunny where it's sunny (Hey!)
Voguing, party with my bitches 'til the morning
Working every angle 'cause they love to catch me posing
A slick ponytail with a tight outfit
But why cover up with a body this sick?
And why you like to Facetime when I'm this lit?
I think it turn you on when I'm talkin' my shit
I ain't talkin' rapping when I say I like to hear you spit
You ain't talkin' sauce when you say you like to see it drip
I will never bust it open for no broke dick
I don't hang with bitches I ain't gettin' money with
Middle finger out the window when they lane switch
I know I'm handling my business when they talk shit
And my ex nigga always tryna take it there
He used to play me now he told me I ain't playin' fair
Oh, so you want me now that you know I don't want you here
You just be callin' me to say shit I don't wanna hear
You just be callin' me to say shit I don't wanna hear
You just be callin' me to say shit I don't wanna hear
Tell me where it's good at
Tell me where the fly niggas in the hood at
Aye, fuck the club, where the kickback?
Aye, is that the 'yac? Lemme get that
Aye, somebody tell me where the boss be
Can you keep these broke motherfuckers off me
And I only keep the baddest bitches 'round me
Drop a yellow, redbone, and a bunny where it's sunny
Aye, aye, I ain't choose being player, being player chose me
Aye, don't be actin' fly when you know you goofy
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