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I got a hunnid bands in my– Band up in my fuckin' purse Big boss bitch, I get to work Pop out in a miniskirt Lil sexy bitch, I never flirt Hunnid bands inside my panty Put his hand right in my panty Tuck my Glock, it's in my panty Hunnid bands inside my panty Wanna see me count a rack? Skinny bitch, my wallet fat If they flop, then call it that I'm a girl, so hollaback Nerdy bitch, but I can rap Dirty bitch, they toss her back I'm a boss and that's a fact My bitches wolves, we in a pack Band in my purse Band in my purse (what?) B-band in my purse Its a hunnid bands in my purse I got Rick Owens, with the jeans on Evil beat, it's a mean song Bad bitches in a black truck, in the back seat, with they tees on Messy beat with a sick flow (what?) Slim bitch, kinda thick though (what?) Y'all know I'm a tranny bitch, they love ridin' on my dick, ho Bad bitch want a pic, ho Banjee bitches with a big pole Stay ridin' with the cute bitches, who deep down get evil Band up in my fuckin' purse Don't give a fuck 'bout pussy bitches I'm a boss bitch, I'ma get to work Hunnid bands, I'm countin' riches I'ma pop out in a miniskirt, swim in tanks with all the fishes I'm a sexy ho, I never flirt Everyone know I'm delicious Pop a motherfuckin' perc Bitch, I rap so hard it start to hurt When I'm passin' by, they start to skrrt I live my life with no regrets I'ma pack the motherfuckin' bong– hit it in the studio Do likes up in the fuckin' stall Do hear me on the radio? When they play my motherfuckin' sound Bitch, I'm smoking cigs all day and it's Marlboro Red, it's always long Freaked out like a freaker bitch She pullin' on my fuckin' thong Bitch, I'm tweaking like a tweaker bitch (get it, bitch) Steal some pills, I pop 'em all (Hunnid bands in my) Whippin' it like Harriet Slappin' ass like Chariot This money, bitch, I married it Keep talkin', bitch, you a scary bitch Still broke and lame, get paid already Doin' him dirty, I'm doin' him bad Sit on yo phone, yo music ass Bitch, tell 'em that you smoke glass Ugh, ew, nigga A little famous, but not yet The industry ain't ready yet Cherry putting bitches down all to bed Spanish papi, my Cuban links Sip and paint, give me more drinks My girls poppin', we never late Don't get popped, I wear 10 rings The Ooze bitch can't do this My titties big, like Zepkins Make bank bigger than Texas I ain't chicken, my breast is I got the tea and I got the dough Glock fa', then some more I'm gooned out, I'm a freaky ho I talk shit and I make money My jeans stitched, True Religion, ho (nigga)