CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Gangsta sh*t

Pretty lil' b*t*h but I still be on that gangster sh*t
(Tre Trax, I think we got one, haha)
Pretty lil' b*t*h but I still be on that gangster sh*t
(It's Trax season bruh)

Gangster b*t*h, I don't play about my paper
I might f**k him now and mail him to you later
Boujie b*t*h but I'm keepin' sh*t player (Player)
Runnin' game so these n***as like the Lakers
Come and try me, try me, try me, try me, try me b*t*h
Make him buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me, buy me b*t*h
Nails on fleek but I'll break 'em when I smack you sis
Pretty lil' b*t*h but I still be on that gangster sh*t (Yeah)

Bad b*t*h, bad habits (Bad habits) (Yup)
Don't test me, I'm a savage (I'm a savage)
All about the cheese and my motherf**kin' cabbage (Gang, gang)
Material girl, yeah, I'm livin' lavish (Eoww)
Come with your wallet n***a, not baggage
Write the check with your mouth then your ass gotta cash it
Whoop a ho, Ike Turner (Baow)
I got the secrets b*t*h, grab your journal (Yeah)
I'm on fire, inferno (Hot)
You got beef on your chest, it's internal
What I'ma do? Run up a Z (Run it up)
Where do I stay? In a b*t*h group chat
f**k on a n***a but make sure you text
That's everybody d**k, lil' mama, relax
Money up front, n***as be cap
Groupie ass n***a, I'on want no dap