SH◉RT H▲IR M▲FI▲ ▲NTHEM (CVT) lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my God, her hair!

[Verse]
I got a bad b*tch, wrap her up in plastic
Lookin' like a chocolate Valentine's candy
Lookin' at your frame width, look at what she came with
Fitted with a short cut, but she's still my main b*tch
Brain like Cambridge, smokin' on some dank sh*t
Money speak a language, Benjamin Franklin
Kudos to my ex ho, onto the next ho
She can have my kitty, but she ain't touchin' the checks though
OVO & XO, pink juice sippin'
On a double cup, livin' like a motherf*ckin' villain
I'm chillin', I'm chillin', I'm posted and my b*tches
Roll it up so perfect and we blowin', now we chokin'
I ain't jokin', check the hashtag, hatchback, fat man
Goin', goin', gone and I ain't comin' back, back
The pigs 'round the corner, n*gga, put it in your backpack
I'm bad for they health, now they f*ckin' with that Aflac

[Hook]
Short hair mafia, if you with it, stand up
All my b*tches with the short cut, put your f*ckin' hands up (Uh)
P-P-P-Put your f*ckin' hands up
Short hair mafia, put your f*ckin' hands up
And cut, snip, cut, cut, cut, snip, cut
Cut, snip, cut, cut, cut, cut
Cut, snip, cut, cut, cut, cut, cut
Cut, snip, cut, cut, cut, cut, snip
[Outro]
You missed a spot
Damn, I look good, ah-hah!