Mike Phelps lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah (Big T Productions)
Yeah, b*tch
Turn me up
I don't want these f*ck b*tches for nothin'
f*ck hoes, get money, n*gga, yeah
f*ck hoes, get money, n*gga, hold on
f*ck hoes, get money, n*gga, yeah

[Pre-Chorus]
I done ran a whole hundred up
Got my b*tch a BBL and her tummy tucked
If she pretty, I paid all her bills comin' up
b*tch, I get money, don't know how it feel bein' broke
Yeah

[Chorus]
I hate a ho that kiss and tell
I be expectin' pros every time I check the mail
Get her out her Fashion Nova, put her in Chanel
Lil' b*tch so bad, spanked her with a belt
Lil' mama so cold, but she give me hell
Yeah, she send me health
Yeah, I'ma dive in her like I'm Mike Phelps
b*tch don't do sh*t but get my di*k soft
Pop a Percocet every time I'm feelin' p*ssed off
[Verse]
She like to slick talk, she got a slick mouth
I been waitin', see what that lil' sh*t 'bout
Go and put them braids in, she think she the sh*t now
You go outside, b*tch, and I'ma bring them blicks out
7.62s, make 'em sit down
'Member I ain't had sh*t, but I'm rich now
She ain't wanna f*ck when I was broke, but want di*k now
Just poured a six of Wockhardt like a touchdown
If I ain't hit that ho, you know my brodie did
b*tch, you wanna f*ck? Pull up to the lo' I sent
b*tch said to Cash App her just to meet her
I put my glove on, slapped the b*tch and told her beat it
Two APs on, I'm ballin' every season
My Patek on froze, b*tch, I think I'm anemic
You can't trust these hoes, they out here keepin' secrets
Lil' b*tch said she know me, seen me on the media

[Chorus]
I hate a ho that kiss and tell
I be expectin' pros every time I check the mail
Get her out her Fashion Nova, put her in Chanel
Lil' b*tch so bad, spanked her with a belt
Lil' mama so cold, but she give me hell
Yeah, she send me health
Yeah, I'ma dive in her like I'm Mike Phelps
b*tch don't do sh*t but get my di*k soft
Pop a Percocet every time I'm feelin' p*ssed off