Hannah Montana

Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT With my bitches, but thinkin' 'bout us I'm from the Bronx, so it's no one I trust I don't love niggas, I just be in lust Thank God I'm rich, I was just on a bus Grrah, now I'm cool on a boat Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats Hate me a nigga that give bitches hope Bae, watch your mouth, 'cause you know what I tote Munchin' me down and say, "It taste like water" Do niggas foul 'cause I'm my mother's daughter Fine lil' shit and her money got taller Rappers ain't shit, I might fuck with a baller (baller, baller) Might fuck with a scammer Best of both worlds like I'm Hannah Montana Sold out show when I be in Atlanta Tweakin' together like Rula Santana With my bitches, but thinkin' 'bout us I'm from the Bronx, so it's no one I trust I don't love niggas, I just be in lust Thank God I'm rich, I was just on a bus Grrah, now I'm cool on a boat Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats Hate me a nigga that give bitches hope Bae, watch your mouth, 'cause you know what I tote Ay, she wanna hold on my choppa If she spot an opper, she bound to pop 'em, uh (grrt) Lil' mama hotter than lava She drivin' me crazy, I need her asylum (her asylum) Eat it up, eat it up, ride me, keep it up Don't slow down 'til you bust like a Nina No glove, OJ, condom, no way Raw dog with her is the only way With my bitches, but thinkin' 'bout us I'm from the Bronx, so it's no one I trust I don't love niggas, I just be in lust Thank God I'm rich, I was just on a bus Grrah, now I'm cool on a boat Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats Hate me a nigga that give bitches hope Bae, watch your mouth, 'cause you know what I tote Baby, when we goin', put my gun in your bag Her mama say she think that I'm a thug and she mad (hey) See, she tryna keep her shape right She been in the gym, they in love with the ass Addicted to it, she must be a drug 'cause she bad Married to the money, I'm in love with the cash Hatin' for a minute, niggas love when you crash (uh-huh) Put it on his fitted, it's a dub on his ass (a dub) Super fine shit Never been too friendly if you asked, I prolly wouldn't give a hug to yo' ass (nope) Let me put the AR with the drum in your bag (brrt) Actin' like we in this bitch in love when we smash (smash, smash) With my bitches, but thinkin' 'bout us I'm from the Bronx, so it's no one I trust I don't love niggas, I just be in lust Thank God I'm rich, I was just on a bus Grrah, now I'm cool on a boat Yeah, I got slim, but I still eat my oats Hate me a nigga that give bitches hope Bae, watch your mouth, 'cause you know what I tote