Lyrics

Tell my ol' bish
Tell my ol' bish
Yeah, really be about it
Yeah, really be about it
Out with the old, in with the new
I don’t owe nothin' to you
Woke up, wonderful view
Glowed up, touchin' the moon
Ain't trippin off fame shit (Nah)
Paid bills off'a language (While)
Everybody talking I be doing what I wanna
I don’t really gotta explain shit
Its Pey Pey fuck if you naysay
I stay up in ya face like braces (Skrrt)
Lane switch came to embrace change
They basic stay on the same shit
I don’t fuck with people who don’t fuck with me
Cause that makes you a rapist
If you ditch your bitch and then you come to me
Then congrats for that you upgraded
I go back to back on my Drake shit
Tell these whack ol' rappers "I made it"
Got these thirsty hoes in my purse and clothes
This cash can act like hydration
I got sucked in the life, had the life sucked outta me
They only fronting for "likes", that means you stuntin' for free
You know, that I fuck up the beat
You don’t, you just cuddle the beat
Where's this major clout that you talkin' bout?
It looks subtle to me
Yah, yah
Tell my ol' bish
I got a new baby
Tell my ol' bish
Everything I'm doin' lately
Tell my ol' bish
Yeah, I really be about it
Tell my ol' bish
Everything I do is so
Big, big
Everything I do is so
Big, big
Every move I make is so
Big, big
Everything I do is so
Big, big
I'm makin' moves, I'mma boss
See me win looks like you lost
Pull up quick, take my shots
Sippin' Henny that I bought
They're not likin' what I do
Actin' fast no time to lose
Makin bars while on the train
Go from New York out to LA
How did they think I would do it?
I was alone they were guidin' me through it
I took the notes that I needed to do it
Cause once they were gone
I knew that I would use it
Premeditated, you said it
Promised myself I would get it
Holdin' the knowledge they gave me
To stab 'em all in the front
When I was ready, cause...
They controlled me
But they, don't, don't know me
No, they won't, won't own me
Cause, I am my own me
And they do what I say, I never play
I'm fuckin' tired of all of the games
I'm gonna stay, stuntin' with Pey
Spittin' our lyrics on every stage like...
Did you really think I wouldn't catch ya M.O.?
(Fuck it up, Fuck it up)
I'll blow up as big as ya fuckin' ego like
Tell my ol' bish
I got a new baby
Tell my ol' bish
Everything I'm doin' lately
Tell my ol' bish
Yeah, I really be about it
Tell my ol' bish
Everything I do is so
Big, big
Everything I do is so
Big, big
Every move I make is so<
Big, big
Everything I do is so
Big, big
Written by: Gina Fritz, John V Johnson, Ryan Daminson, Whitney Peyton
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