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Skull to the nail
My bitches aren't for sale
Put your hoes in the market
Watch your stock rates and the fare
Now your bros in my DMs like a fan mail
On and on in Venice, from a heist
Where we stole like spring from jail
Give me my money
I said now, honey, you think it's funny
I turn 10s in dime sounds
It's not playing, he's really counting
All the bands in my Gucci blouse
Ah, that's true, a little mouse
Always looking for the cheese
Little knowing who really got the cheddar
Ain't your hoe, don't you know she a superstar hitter
(Business) Kiss my left wrist, nothing sweet, ain't nothing better
(Business) A threesome is how we come together
(Business) Be acidic and feel like my leather
(Business) No crocodile, but you should tell me yours
(Business) You got no
(Business) So mind your
(Business) So mind your
(Business) Can't let a single man know where I stand
(Business) Bad bitches collect your checks
(Business) Fuck me and eat your breakfast
(Business) Then eat the famili-y
(Business) And I'm making plays back from the motherfucking illy
(Business) Played a couple in the rooms, one in Philly, no really
(Business) Probably promised me the ring, I'm Willy
(Business) Get the, get the, get the, get the, get the
(Business) So I checked her, fuck, the fuck out, out
(Business) You better, d-d-duck
(Business) It's a, it's a, it's a roller, a mama, st-stunter
(Business) Checked her, fuck, the fuck out, out
(Business) You better, d-d-duck
(Business) It's a, it's a, it's a roller, a mama, st-stunter
(Business) Step up on the table, dawg
(Business) Get into the lobby and the vibe, ah
(Business) She's a real female, demolition, fight back
(Business) Area, rough stuff, price less
(Business) Making me, blowing up, price less
(Business) And then I move it on and rest less
(Business) Uh, uh, uh, uh
(Business) Uh, uh, uh, uh
You got the, you got the wrong credentials
You got the, you got the wrong credentials (Balenciaga)
You got the, you got the wrong credentials (Balenciaga)
I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the Sunday
I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the Sunday (Balenciaga)
I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the Sunday (Balenciaga)
I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the Sunday (Balenciaga)
I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the Sunday (I bring it up)
I'm the referee, I see you played a foul
Double up, bitch, count it up a mile
I passed you in the hall, single file
Now you're all looking at me like, wow
And I, and that bitch still rocking
And, and that bitch still rocking
And I, and that bitch still rocking
Your time's up, count it up, still clocking
And then I say that, "Ay, B, who gonna shade me?"
And then I say that, that I want it to be lady
If you didn't get it, don't come here and blame me
I'm the referee, I see you played a foul
Double up, bitch, your time's up now
One sweep, bitch, get on the bench
'Cause you know who's really running shit, it's referee J
Yeah, bitch, yeah, I'm referee, hey
And then I'm coming to this shit for free, hey
And if you keep on denying to me
I'm sorry, you got the wrong credentials