Chords with lyrics
Key: 
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♫ Intro:
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Ayy
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Yeah, Saweetie got a bag right
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I feel like I was Cleopatra in my past life
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People tried to count me out, clearly couldn't add right
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I might not know everything but, bitch, I know that's right
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Clique of bad bitches with me, it's gon' be a good night
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My niggas ain't in movies but they always seem to act right
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Turn a grown man to a baby with this night night
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He gon' make me call a plumber if he got that bad pipe (A'ight)
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(I) I'ma break the internet this week
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(
C majorC) See, these bitches ain't fuckin' with me
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(Y) Why you bitches always in my business?
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(Icy) The type of bad bitch you never killin', never
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I mix that yak with kombucha
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Got good karma and good Kama Sutra
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Photographers, all up in my face, loving mе
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Binoculars, Imm lookin’ all around for who can fuck with me
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None
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Tie my shoеs up, I'm goin' on a run
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I could pull your nigga with no makeup and a bun
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My gay homeboys said, "Bitch, don't leave no crumbs"
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Wait, I think I heard something
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Oh it's just them bitches at the bottom who ain't worth nothin' (Huh)
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I can't hear nothin', sittin' pretty at the top (Top)
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Get my phone (Brrr), yeah, time to call the shots (Shots)
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My residency poppin', pre gamin' out in Vegas (Mwah)
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At the Usher show, singin', "There goes my baby" (Baby, ha ha)
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Two thousand, that's what's worth these nails
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A augmentedA bitch paid for fake reports on my first week sales
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I just got a jumbo, double flap, bag from Chanel
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And I'm grade A, but haters wanna see me fail
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It's in me, not on me, I'm married to the game
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For real, huh, but, fuck it, let me take my time
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Like the DMV, I make you niggas wait in line
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Look at my vibe and my spirit, ain't no takin' mine (Nope)
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Made millions and I still got plenty more to make
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I got the whole fuckin' world on my shoulder blades
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My last EP was like you hoes, just a throwaway
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I took shit over before it's time to run it back
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If it's a race around these hoes, shit, I'm runnin' laps
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Got a new condo on London, and got London on the Track
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Ayy, yeah, I'm poppin' big shit
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And 'bout my business, investin' all these riches
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But I need a foot massage, I'm tired of stepping on you bitches, for real
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And I'm back full throttle
♫ Outro:
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I know y'll bitches wish I would go model but, damn
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Girl, the mood board is back
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I know y'all glam teams miss me
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I ain't even mad
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Copy and paste, hoe
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I'm the inspiration
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Pretty Bitch Music
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Mwah (Pretty Bitch Music)
