Pick Me lyrics

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[Verse 1]
Bbymutha in this hoe tonight
I see your n*gga looking at me, I'm his kryptonite
I know I’m not the kinda b*tch he like
But he curious, he'll probably leave with me tonight
He sucking on me like a Mike and Ike
I ride his di*k around the city like a motorbike
Let him have a little fun tonight
Lust a little, f*ck a little, get his [?] tonight
I won't eat him, I won’t keep him, he a thot tonight
If he [?] he can have an extra bite tonight
I'll return him in the morning in the morning, I'mma bring the receipts
Never leave your puppy outside, nothing to leash
You a lady in the streets but a freak in the sheets
I'mma freaky b*tch forever, I'm a thug in the streets
We complete different endeavorers, we ain't gotta compete
You can cook and you can clean but I'mma get his [?] b*tch

[Chorus]
I ain't ever have to be a pick me b*tch
For a n*gga just to pick me b*tch, yeah
I ain’t ever have to be a pick me b*tch
For a n*gga just to pick me b*tch, yeah
I ain’t ever have to be a pick me b*tch
For a n*gga just to pick me b*tch, yeah
I ain't ever have to be a pick me b*tch
For a n*gga just to pick me b*tch, yeah
[Verse 2]
Last night I [?] a n*gga
I ain’t tryna chill and smoke weed with a n*gga
n*ggas don't determine my worth, my money come first
I play in his face, he ain't gimme that neck
Skeet skeet on his checks
Make it drip all on his pinky ring
Rain down on me - SWV
Call his Uber little mama, I'mma block him, you got him
Don’t sweat it you got time to make ‘em breakfast
Go be sulky in the corner, you a mess b*tch
You gon' end up with your picture in the press b*tch
You gon' set your curls out, you a pressed b*tch
Don't you ever think you better than the next b*tch
I'm the truth [?] to me
Real b*tch [?] like a [?]