TTYL lyrics

[Intro]
(Grrah, grrah, grrah)

[Chorus]
First thing when I wake up (Grrah)
I make sure my cake up (Cake up)
I do my hair, put a lil' bit of makeup (Grrah)
Of course I'm the baddest, them b*tches be haters (Haters)
All black, just like a skater
No friends, b*tches be faker (Grrah)
No rocks, no scissors (Grrah)
Just gettin' that paper (Grrah)

[Verse 1]
Gettin' that paper like I never had it (Like)
Empty the stores, that's my only bad habit (Grrah)
Empty the clip if them b*tches want static (Word)
Shakin' that sh*t so he just wanna grab it (Grrah)
I tell his b*tch to go play in some traffic (Word)
Five stars when I'm lunchin' (Lunchin')
Bad b*tch, so he munchin' (Munchin')
Shoot a movie at Dunkin'
I'm a brand, it's nothin' (Nothin')
I'm a star on TV (Grrah)
All in my face, what them b*tches wan' see (Grrah)
All in my comments, stay suckin' my D
Shakin' my head, I be suckin' my teeth
Please, like, I know I'm that b*tch who that b*tch wanna be, grrah
[Chorus]
First thing when I wake up (Grrah)
I make sure my cake up (Cake up)
I do my hair, put a lil' bit of makeup (Grrah)
Of course I'm the baddest, them b*tches be haters (Haters)
All black, just like a skater
No friends, b*tches be faker (Grrah)
No rocks, no scissors (Grrah)
Just gettin' that paper (Grrah)

[Verse 2]
Talkin' sh*t on the 'net, I'ma drag her (Drag her)
No clout for that b*tch, like, why would I tag her? (Why?)
That's why her man wanna play with my clappers (Clappers)
We in the V and we playin' my slappers
Damn, it's baddies galore (Woah)
She lookin' right in that Christian Dior
And I don't even drink, but I'm lettin' her pour
Grrah, she shake it, shake it (Shake it)
Get naked, naked (Naked)
He on my line, tryna throw me a stick
And I'm cappin' to him like I know how to take it (Like)
Like, it's karma, fake it (Fake it)
I just let him taste it
He talkin' nice, so I'm lettin' him crack it
I'm throwin' it back, I'm like, "Baby, don't break it" (Break it)
[Chorus]
First thing when I wake up (Grrah)
I make sure my cake up (Cake up)
I do my hair, put a lil' bit of makeup (Grrah)
Of course I'm the baddest, them b*tches be haters (Haters)
All black, just like a skater
No friends, b*tches be faker (Grrah)
No rocks, no scissors (Grrah)
Just gettin' that paper (Grrah)

[Outro]
(Like, like)
(I'ma talk to you later)
(Grrah, gettin' that paper)
(Talk to you later)
(Grrah, I'ma talk to you later)
(Grrah, I be gettin' that paper)