My Ways lyrics

I never throw hands over niggas I don't love that man But I'll definitely throw a grand to a stripper God damn look at all those bands Look, bitch, I'm tryna change my ways Stay strapped up just in case I'm a good girl on the low But I just can't trust these hoes Pulled up in a black like Malcolm Higher than a motherfucking falcon Stunting on some bitches from Carlton Never trust a nigga like how come, ooh Bitch, I'm tryna change my ways Bitch, I'm tryna change my ways Bitch, I'm tryna change my ways Bitch, I'm tryna change my, aye I got pimp juice in my blood I stay strapped up just because Bitch you wish that I hated myself, hated myself I dropped a label, I'm faded, I'm faded I made it myself, made it myself Oh I'm so wavy, I rode the wave, bitch, I'm Michael Phelps I spent a stack on my belt Rolling my hips, that's my pelvis These bitches think that I'm Elvis These bitches think that I'm selfish Truth is these bitches is helpless Chewing these bitches like relish These bitches think that I'm... Woah! Boy, I'm tryna change my taste These niggas is a waste Bitch, I'm tryna change my ways Bitch, I'm tryna change my ways Bitch, I'm tryna change my ways Bitch, I'm tryna change my, aye I got pimp juice in my blood I stay strapped up just because