Gimme That lyrics

[Intro]
(You can ask Bigg Cuz)

[Verse 1]
Vibe bad so he always coming back
He love the way I'm lookin' and this pus*y got that act
Pretty-ass b*tch, he wanna take me to the trap
You know he probably want his n*ggas to be askin', "Who is that?"
I ain't stuntin' 'em, these b*tches do the most
They be quick to talk about me, but be all under my posts, hey
You actin' like a pus*y, you get treated like a ho, hey
And b*tches only haters 'cause I got it and they don't
Had to call my hoes up, told 'em it was payday
They call me Pimpin' Ken and they don't say that sh*t for play-play
n*ggas choosin' up, but I'm too busy for a playdate
You can't even rеach a b*tch like me if you don't compensatе
I can't argue with no b*tch stay where her mama stay
We don't f*ck the same n*ggas, they can't get the time of day
Ho, you is a rat b*tch, you know I am that b*tch
I be pullin' up, ain't never been a tit-for-tat b*tch

[Chorus]
You got some money, then give me that
Got a new ho, we trickin' that
I'm in my act all summer
pus*y ain't free, I ain't feelin' that
Cash App, send me that
You got a Zelle, send me that
Breakin' these hoes all summer
Hit a lick on a ho while he lickin' that
[Verse 2]
I got him in love and we just met
I told him I don't give a f*ck yet
He still runnin' them blue hundreds
I ain't even lettin' him f*ck yet
I done came up, b*tches upset
I ain't even all the way up yet
Since these hoes on my di*k
I'm tryna see who can suck best
You know that I been on my pimp sh*t
What you thinkin' I paid for the Benz with?
Hoes stay talkin' that cash sh*t
But really a do-what-they-can b*tch
Fake page, really some fan b*tches
Really some love-who-I-am b*tches
Hoes don't follow, but still watchin'
Where the drums? 'Cause I'm finna ban b*tches

[Chorus]
You got some money, then give me that
Got a new ho, we trickin' that
I'm in my act all summer
pus*y ain't free, I ain't feelin' that
Cash App, send me that
You got a Zelle, send me that
Breakin' these hoes all summer
Hit a lick on a ho while he lickin' that
[Verse 3]
They stay talkin' down on me and I can't understand it
Comin' as a woman, steady askin' where they mans at
Been stayin' out the way, but bitter b*tches couldn't stand that
They tryna look just like me, had to tell 'em we ain't playin' that
Braggin' 'bout that n*gga, f*ck around and get him took from you
When you at the top, of course it's b*tches gonna look to you
It's a lot of game, I had to write a couple books for you
Killin' these hoes, now your people gotta look for you

[Outro]
Ayy
Ken the motherf*ckin' Man, n*gga
Yeah