Feel Me

(You see why I don't give niggas my attention

Why am I even callin' this

Now he gon' think that he got it

'Cause I'm over here ringin' his line

What time is it? Oh shit, it's like 5 in the morning)

I'm tryna hold on, but I can't get a hold of you

What is it you're waiting for?

For me to say that we are through?

So are you with me or is nothing feelin' me or frontin', yeah

When I waited on the text (it never comes)

And when I waited on your ring (it never rung)

I hope that you don't think you'll play me like I'm dumb

'Cause I just bossed up, nigga, bossed up

Esa niña e' talentosa, get your coins up

Esa niña e' intelligente, tan hermosa

Ain't no nigga can approach ya

Come here closer, let me hold ya

Let me tell you 'bout the baddest bitches that I know

Never do no crying over hoes, we get the dough

Counting paper, counting paper, watch it overflow

Throw it like a stripper

Let it flow on through the floor, then pick it up

It's a stick up, stick up

Look at that fatty, getting thicker, bigger

Baby girl can't get like me

Put the pussy in his face, drippin' on the white tee

See, I see past IG and them posts on my feed

And you know I can read between the lines

And know that you'll be back with time, yeah

Let me tell you 'bout the baddest bitches that I know

Never do no crying over hoes, we get the dough

Counting paper, counting paper, watch it overflow

Throw it like a stripper

Let it flow on through the floor, then pick it up

It's a stick up, stick up

Look at that fatty, getting thicker, bigger

I hope that you don't think you'll play me like I'm dumb

'Cause I just bossed up, nigga, bossed up