I'm fuckin' with boss niggas, they keep a gun in they pen Never complain about bein' broke, cause they just runnin' they Benz You for a flaw, niggas, the runners that hold out their hands Ain't got no money in the bank, but always on your Instagram flexin' pens Keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' your mouth Keep on thinkin' that your nigga fake, so I don't come in his mouth Keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' your mouth Keep on thinkin' that your nigga fake, so I don't come in his mouth Keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' your mouth Keep on thinkin' that your nigga fake, so I don't come in his mouth All these niggas at these hoes cuffin', city grass coulda been got him Every day they in my inbox, I'm a real bitch, I'm screenshottin' Chanel on me when I roll up, boss bitches sip, we done roll up Pussy good, every skirt, he like, hold up He ain't tryin' nothin', he like, hold up I'm fuckin' with real niggas, they makin' boss moves I kick that lil' bitch in the mouth, now I got bloody shoes I'm fuckin' with real niggas, they makin' boss moves Now I got bloody shoes, you a lil' thot bitch, you fuckin' the whole crew I'm fuckin' with boss niggas, they keep a gun in they pen Never complain about bein' broke, cause they just runnin' they Benz You for a flaw, niggas, the runners that hold out their hands Ain't got no money in the bank, but always on your Instagram flexin' pens Keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' your mouth Keep on thinkin' that your nigga fake, so I don't come in his mouth Keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin' and runnin' your mouth Keep on thinkin' that your nigga fake, so I don't come in his mouth I'm a city girl, you a pixie girl You a lazy bitch, I'm a busy girl Every other night, I be doin' shows While your nigga cheatin' on you fuckin' hoes Couple thousand for my fuckin' clothes Another sixty on my fuckin' road I'm the same bitch, no matter who around Diamonds dancin', let me do the browns Damn, she better go get her I bet you my pussy get wetter When he tweetin' late, I'm like, shut up Every night, he be fuckin' my cut up And if that nigga ever cut up I'ma put this pussy on his brother And if that nigga ever cut up I'ma put this pussy on his brother And if that nigga ever cut up I'ma put this pussy on his brother And if that nigga ever cut up I'ma put this pussy on his brother And if that nigga ever cut up I'ma put this pussy on his brother You know that nigga ain't fake You see his ass when you able I curl the nigga, be grateful I cut him off like your cable I'm a bad bitch, can't see me Bitch, you stuck home, I'm on TV In a Maybach, yeah, free me But I don't need a nigga to come save me I'm fuckin' with boss niggas They keep a gun in they pen Never complain about bein' broke Cause they just run in they Benz You for a flaw, niggas The runners that hold out their hands Ain't got no money in the bank But always on your Instagram flexin' pens I'ma cut him off like your cable I'm a bad bitch, can't see me Bitch, you stuck home, I'm on TV In a Maybach, yeah, free me But I don't need a nigga to come save me I'ma fuckin' with boss niggas They keep a gun in they Benz You for a flaw, niggas The runners that hold out their hands Ain't got no money in the bank But always on your Instagram flexin' pens Keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin' Around in your mouth Keep on thinkin' that your nigga fake I'ma cum in his mouth Keep runnin' and runnin' and runnin' Around in your mouth Keep on thinkin' that your nigga fake