PettyWap

Uh
 Bag-flippin', cash-trippin'
 Pull up, beat the block like a ass whooping
 Stash box, keep the stash in it, racks in it
 Bought that bitch a FashionNova dress
 Just to see her ass in it
 Twerk for my Instagram
 She just got a hundred missed calls
 It's her man, damn
 Oh, that's your nigga now, huh?
 Said you wasn't with him
 Now you with him now, huh?
 Things different now, huh?
 You committed now, huh?
 I guess I can't hit it, how I hit it now, huh?
 Well, hit me when ya nigga ain't around
 There's money to be made bitch
 I won't wait around
 I flex on her for fun
 But I do not play around
 S on my chest and I keep a cape around
 Gang gang with me
 Yeah, I keep like eight around
 Even when you think they ain't around, they around
 Woah, woah, woah, we ain't playing fair
 Oh no, no, you don't want to take it there
 Thinkin' 'bout my next move in my thinking chair
 This chip is on my shoulder and it's staying there
 'Cause I been through a lot of bull
 And they can't stand me 'cause I'm misunderstood
 And I need a bad bitch just to give her good good
 And girl, I like to eat, I hope you like to cook, cook
 Used to get the works from my cousin, WupWup
 What up, five? Free the guys out the woop-woop
 Teacher said you'll never make it
 Turn my textbook to a checkbook
 I put food on the table
 And I did that without a cookbook
 I'm rich and they fucking hate it
 And while they looking mad, I'm just looking good
 Ay, I feel like flexin
 Bitch just call my phone
 Don't feel like texting
 My Louis clothes is French
 That's what I'm dressed in
 Dior my cologne she said my scent is her obsession
 I became possessive
 Soon as the money came in my possession
 I'm selfish, no question
 My alarm is set to every second, no restin'
 My haters spend a lot of time with me, I'm they bestfriend
 I'm they best friend
 Go, best friend, go, best friend
 Go, best friend, go, best friend
 Go bestfriend, yeah, go, ayy
 Teacher said you'll never make it
 Turn my textbook to a checkbook
 I put food on the table
 And I did that without a cookbook
 I'm rich and they fucking hate it
 And while they looking mad, I'm just looking good
 Hah, ayy
 And while they looking mad, I'm just looking good
 
 Uh
 Bag-flippin', cash-trippin'
 Pull up, beat the block like a ass whooping
 Stash box, keep the stash in it, racks in it
 Bought that bitch a FashionNova dress
 Just to see her ass in it
 Twerk for my Instagram
 She just got a hundred missed calls
 It's her man, damn
 Oh, that's your nigga now, huh?
 Said you wasn't with him
 Now you with him now, huh?
 Things different now, huh?
 You committed now, huh?
 I guess I can't hit it, how I hit it now, huh?
 Well, hit me when ya nigga ain't around
 There's money to be made bitch
 I won't wait around
 I flex on her for fun
 But I do not play around
 S on my chest and I keep a cape around
 Gang gang with me
 Yeah, I keep like eight around
 Even when you think they ain't around, they around
 Woah, woah, woah, we ain't playing fair
 Oh no, no, you don't want to take it there
 Thinkin' 'bout my next move in my thinking chair
 This chip is on my shoulder and it's staying there
 'Cause I been through a lot of bull
 And they can't stand me 'cause I'm misunderstood
 And I need a bad bitch just to give her good good
 And girl, I like to eat, I hope you like to cook, cook
 Used to get the works from my cousin, WupWup
 What up, five? Free the guys out the woop-woop
 Teacher said you'll never make it
 Turn my textbook to a checkbook
 I put food on the table
 And I did that without a cookbook
 I'm rich and they fucking hate it
 And while they looking mad, I'm just looking good
 Ay, I feel like flexin
 Bitch just call my phone
 Don't feel like texting
 My Louis clothes is French
 That's what I'm dressed in
 Dior my cologne she said my scent is her obsession
 I became possessive
 Soon as the money came in my possession
 I'm selfish, no question
 My alarm is set to every second, no restin'
 My haters spend a lot of time with me, I'm they bestfriend
 I'm they best friend
 Go, best friend, go, best friend
 Go, best friend, go, best friend
 Go bestfriend, yeah, go, ayy
 Teacher said you'll never make it
 Turn my textbook to a checkbook
 I put food on the table
 And I did that without a cookbook
 I'm rich and they fucking hate it
 And while they looking mad, I'm just looking good
 Hah, ayy
 And while they looking mad, I'm just looking good