When them nikkas say bytch, we don’t really mean no harm
She ain’t gotta be so offensed
When a nikka say ho, ain’t say you know what you is
Shawty you ain’t got to be so defensive
nikkas say you bad
That’s a compliment, not literally
Half naked pictures, but you lookin' for a gentleman
Instagram your whole life after the pull of trying to get your followers up
Sold your soul to the internet
Damn, damn right it's a cold world
Losing sleep by my little girl
Damn Mariah hope you don't be like Maliah
Damn sure hope you don't be like oh girl
True when a nikka say he like you
nikkas sayin' what he gon' do?
Tell a nikka he a lie, tell him that a real bad bytch get his own so that money can’t buy
When a nikka say he ballin, ask him where his title and his deeds at
Not where his clothes and his keys at
Ask him if he ring
Tell him that your daddy was a real baller
He was blowin' money by the seasons
Let him know you good, left a couple mil and a whip for you
Big burner rays right that’ll kill for you
Mama broke bad, left a nikka down bad
I ain’t trippin, don’t show I’m still here for you
