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[Chorus]
Man, you b*tches ain't built like me (No)
I got rich at the age of nineteen (I got money)
They chasin' di*k while I'm chasin' my dreams (Haha)
I walk in the room, they get low self esteem (They mad)
When it come to a n*gga, that's somethin' I don't need (No)
If I catch him cheatin' on me, I gotta leave (I don't need him)
Them second chances ain't never been my thing (Haha, haha)
Got these n*ggas hooked like a drug to a fiend (Come and get some more)

[Verse 1]
I know they gon' listen whenever I speak (Haha)
I ain't nothin' nice, they be callin' me mean (Hahaha)
n*ggas wanna cuff when I walk on the scene (He want it)
I feel like a stove, ain't no ho touchin' me
When I walk down Rodeo, I cop what I see (Haha)
That b*tch pockets a joke, it ain't funny to me (Hahaha)
I say whatever I please (Yeah)
They ain't gon' meet me in the street (Yeah)
They just hop on their keyboard and tweet
Ho, I'm makin' money with my eyes closed
That b*tch thinkin' she tough but I'm psycho
I just moved out my city (He want me), my pockets got filthy (Haha)
Now b*tches that doubted me mind blown
We ain't beefin' if it ain't 'bout a check
I could never sweat him like the weave in my head
I know they sick, got they stomach upset (You gotta go)
They didn't listen when I said I was next
[Chorus]
Man, you b*tches ain't built like me (No)
I got rich at the age of nineteen (I got money)
They chasin' di*k while I'm chasin' my dreams (Haha)
I walk in the room, they get low self esteem (They mad)
When it come to a n*gga, that's somethin' I don't need (No)
If I catch him cheatin' on me, I gotta leave (I don't need him)
Them second chances ain't never been my thing (Haha, haha)
Got these n*ggas hooked like a drug to a fiend

[Verse 2]
I'm a boss so it cost just to talk to me (Yeah)
Got a yellow b*tch with me, we bumblebee (We rollin')
She ridin' down L.A while I roll the weed (Yeah, yeah)
All you hoes is under me, you crumbling
I can tell she ain't 'bout it 'cause she mumbling (Haha)
If a ho run up, you know I ain't fumbling
I like to blow a kiss (Mwah) at every stare
These hoes be hatin', I really don't care
Catch a bag, get my money and dip
f*ck a n*gga, he can't get with this clit
I'm too hard to get, n*ggas can't get a grip
They knew I was poppin' since I was a jit
Got ninety-nine problems, yo' n*gga ain't it
I drip in Off-White, I keep coke on my wrist
Chanel bag and these Louis my kicks
I hop out the Porsche, b*tch, the MAC in the whip
[Chorus]
Man, you b*tches ain't built like me (No)
I got rich at the age of nineteen (I got money)
They chasin' di*k while I'm chasin' my dreams (Haha)
I walk in the room, they get low self esteem (They mad)
When it come to a n*gga, that's somethin' I don't need (No)
If I catch him cheatin' on me, I gotta leave (I don't need him)
Them second chances ain't never been my thing (Haha, haha)
Got these n*ggas hooked like a drug to a fiend (Drug to a fiend)