Taylor Girlz Ion Mess With You

He licked the kitty den I dipped

Better be lucky I let him sip

I felt his face more than his lips

Mad cause I forgot to tip

Stop wearing blue boy I know some real crips

Claiming that you real hard

Walkin around with ya hands on ya hips

You don’t be using yo hands to fight

You just be playin in yo pants

Using me as a weak cover up

If you keep playin imma expose ya

I swear to god y’all just say anything just to get the fame

Green neck, yellow neck, black neck that’s the cause of fake chains

Ion mess witchu, youn mess wit me we don’t mess wit each other that’s just how it be

Ion mess witchu, youn mess wit me we don’t mess wit each other that’s just how it be

(Yo ole big mouth blue sea in the water shark tail leader talking bout y’all rich but you gotta post 5 videos a day to break bread y’all just moved in the house together but y’all best friends first of all we wasn’t even talking bout you but since you wanna talk you can get it to)

Prank this, prank that you was relevant about a year ago

All that clappin hands yelling loud yeah we see bitch telescope

Tell yo man to tighten up, tell yo man to tighten up

In an argument he’ll Buck, but in a fight he’ll get beat up

Ion mess witchu, youn mess wit me we don’t mess wit each other that’s just how it be

Ion mess witchu, youn mess wit me we don’t mess wit each other that’s just how it be

(Girl you killt it we done talking bout all these lame ass niggas they ain’t gone do nothing they ain’t even gone come back look girl if they come back they gone be like “I smashed Ti I smashed Ti”

Don’t ever speak on the TaylorGirlz name again

Go keep posting video 5 days a week to pay rent

Where the manager at no where to be found

Ole singing ass niggas got bodied by some ratchet ass girls)

Taylor Girlz Georgia

Ladies and gentlemen (ladies and gentlemen)

You are now tuned in (you are now tuned in)

Y’all blast for yourselves

(Taylor Girlz)

I’m feeling like a billionaire

What are those?

Those are Polos

I don’t know

If love exist, people come and go

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Why they hate?

I don’t know

(Where are you from, shawty?)

I’m from Georgia

Got it for ya

Let me show ya

How to move

So all the shade gon’ get on ya

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Why they hate?

I don’t know

(Where are you from, shawty?)

I from GA

The peach state

For Pete sake

Whether he hate

Or she hate

I’mma get paid

Big house

Nice whip

With the shrimp plate

Eat great

Light’s out

I’mma sleep hate

And I don’t understand why they on us (why they on us)

Getting paid is part of my culture

And I’m a true definition of a sculpture (of a sculpture)

And I don’t need your money, aye hol’ up

(Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up)

I been playin’ ’round with that beas

Diamonds always on the beas

Money all over the place

And I’m riding round in my coupe

Top down like, “Oooh”

Riding round, that’s your boo? Get out my way

I’m feeling like a billionaire

What are those?

Those are Polos

I don’t know

If love exist, people come and go

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Why they hate?

I don’t know

(Where are you from, shawty?)

I’m from Georgia

Got it for ya

Let me show ya

How to move

So all the shade gon’ get on ya

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Why they hate?

I don’t know

(Where are you from, shawty?)

Gotta get your money (money)

Gotta get your cash (cash)

Count it, count it, count up (count up)

Gotta get your bag

Get up, get up, get some (get it)

Round and round and we go

Yeah, hit us right in our flo (oh, oh)

It’s the first o.. it’s the first of the month

(Yeah, yeah) I need my money upfront, oh (yep)

Ain’t got no time for no penny pinching, no limit

Block ’em out, don’t worry ’bout what nobody say

They say whip it and design, now I can’t worry (yeah, I know)

And I wear Gucci fan, then ride it on my wheels (know you see it)

Now I’m riding round in my coupe

People looking like, “Oooh”

Wanna see you get mula everyday

I’m feeling like a billionaire

What are those?

Those are Polos

I don’t know

If love exist, people come and go

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Why they hate?

I don’t know

(Where are you from, shawty?)

I’m from Georgia

Got it for ya

Let me show ya

How to move

So all the shade gon’ get on ya

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Why they hate?

I don’t know

(Where are you from, shawty?)

Push ’em to side off me

Then, I hit ’em with success, ooh wee

Had to cop that new Bent-u-ley (it go)

Boom, boom, boom in my truck

I got bling, bling, bling on my neck

And I

Look to mirror, ’cause I’m gorgeous

I used couldn’t pay my rent, but now I can afford it

I’m feeling like a billionaire

What are those?

Those are Polos

I don’t know

If love exist, people come and go

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Why they hate?

I don’t know

(Where are you from, shawty?)

I’m from Georgia

Got it for ya

Let me show ya

How to move

So all the shade gon’ get on ya

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Why they hate?

I don’t know

(Where are you from, shawty?)

I’m from Georgia

Got it for ya

Let me show ya

How to move

So all the shade gon’ get on ya

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Why they hate?

I don’t know

Ladies and gentlemen (ladies and gentlemen)

You are now tuned in (you are now tuned in)

Taylor Girlz

Taylor Girlz One Percent

Boy stop calling my phone

I’m one percent

Using my GPS

I’m on one percent

I can’t answer no texts

I’m on one percent

Finna jump on a jet

Count me a check

I’m one percent

Nigga done called ten times

I’m on one percent

And he blowin up both lines

I’m on one percent

Now I gotta hit decline

I’m on one percent

I ain’t tryna waste my time

I’m on one percent

Airplane mode on em

Number blocking hold on em

Both lines you know you miss me

Hating tryna jump on the wave like a boat rider

Oh yeah speaking, come for the weekend

He tryna reason bout to jump out the defend

Got some brand new bling

Left him on ring

Phone on one precent

Location on ping

I’m the girl of his dreams

Look in the car that’s a cream (oh)

If you wanna take it farther

Gotta go harder

My feeling runnin like water

Boy stop calling my phone

I’m one percent

Using my GPS

I’m on one percent

I can’t answer no texts

I’m on one percent

Finna jump on a jet

Count me a check

I’m one percent

Nigga done called ten times

I’m on one percent

And he blowin up both lines

I’m on one percent

Now I gotta hit decline

I’m on one percent

I ain’t tryna waste my time

I’m on one percent

[Kap G:]

She said come get lit (lit)

Take ten shots to the head (head)

I’m on one percent

My shit going dead

Always tryna go through my phone

Scrolling through my text

Brand new apple watch with the GPS

One in a million

That here so brilliant

Condo just buzz me in

She tryna love again

We friends with benefits

You know how women get

First they act innocent

Then catchin feelings quick

Boy stop calling my phone

I’m one percent

Using my GPS

I’m on one percent

I can’t answer no texts

I’m on one percent

Finna jump on a jet

Count me a check

I’m one percent

Nigga done called ten times

I’m on one percent

And he blowin up both lines

I’m on one percent

Now I gotta hit decline

I’m on one percent

I ain’t tryna waste my time

I’m on one percent

Try got face it

Can’t do no basic

I heard she racing

Ain’t finna chase her

I keep on coming back

Faster then a quarter-back

Just like a little I lack

I keep my runners with black

Don’t know when they coming back

Niggas be stuck in they feelings

They all tryna blow up my cellular

Wake up and get it and ain’t got no time

Like I don’t do on a regular

Chasing like cain there’s nothing like be fran

That’s all on my schedule

Ice on my neck

Nothing but guess

My diamonds are minerals

Boy stop calling my phone

I’m one percent

Using my GPS

I’m on one percent

I can’t answer no texts

I’m on one percent

Finna jump on a jet

Count me a check

I’m one percent

Nigga done called ten times

I’m on one percent

And he blowin up both lines

I’m on one percent

Now I gotta hit decline

I’m on one percent

I ain’t tryna waste my time

I’m on one percent

Taylor Girlz Boop

Polo

All these people keep tryin’ me

I don’t know what I did

Hmmm

All these people keep hatin on me

But no one wants to try me

One just ran up

(Boop) now they off me

All these people keep hatin on me

But no one wants to try me

One just ran up

(Boop) now they off me

(Boop) now they off me

(Boop Boop) now they off me

(Boop) now they off me

(Boop Boop) now they off me

All these people keep hatin on me

But no one wants to try me

One just ran up

(Boop) now they off me

All that clap back y’all here none of that

Boop Boop Boop

My hands get busy when they come to the ring

Sittin on stacks

Racks on racks

Girls talk heavy Ima handle that

Twitter boop I don’t do dat

Come correct when you talk back

Dress down ain’t data fact

Hustle game all bout that

Petty betty that’s necessary

Talk so slick you don’t really hear me

Way to pretty for the conversation

The ghost creation

You like what you see on a daily basis

You hatin on me

Thank god I made it

I expect the haters

Run up on me have you leave later

All these people keep hatin on me

But no one wants to try me

One just ran up

(Boop) now they off me

All these people keep hatin on me

But no one wants to try me

One just ran up

(Boop) now they off me

(Boop) now they off me

(Boop Boop) now they off me

(Boop) now they off me

(Boop Boop) now they off me

All these people keep hatin on me

But no one wants to try me

One just ran up

(Boop) now they off me

Girl I walked up in the room

All eyes was on me (girl why)

I don know I think they like what they see

But I’m uncomfortable

If they try me Ima eat ’em like Lunchables

Have your whole body in a rotation like an obstacle

Pop your head like a popsicle

These typical miserables wannabes

Always tryin get at me

Don’t entertain me if it ain’t payin me

Run up once, run up twice

Run up again, that’s the end of your life

I can’t stand

I hit your little girls with no hands

Don’t make me pull up my pants

This is the battles of hands

I don’t need people or cameras to win

Hey

All these people keep hatin on me

But no one wants to try me

One just ran up

(Boop) now they off me

All these people keep hatin on me

But no one wants to try me

One just ran up

(Boop) now they off me

(Boop) now they off me

(Boop Boop) now they off me

(Boop) now they off me

(Boop Boop) now they off me

All these people keep hatin on me

But no one wants to try me

One just ran up

(Boop) now they off me

Taylor Girlz Big Ole Booty

You got a big ole big ole Big ole booty

Big ole Big ole booty

What you think

What you think

What you think

What you think

I know you see it

What you think

What you think

What you think

You got a big ole booty big ole big ole booty big ole big ole booty

What you think

What you think

What you think

What you think

I know you see it

What you think

What you think

What you think

I got a big booty, Yes he call me judi,

I never talked to him, I can’t walk with him If he ain’t got money we can’t mess with him

Big booty girls yes we run the world,

My anaconda dope he ain’t even know Yo boy looking at me cause he already know what it is

He break his neck, and see the kid haters want to be the kid but you can’t even be the kid

I’m a real problem it ain’t no solution don’t talk to me cause ain’t giving conclusions

My body slim thick with my cute ass booty sitting right with my cute ass

And I got a big ole big ole booty You got a big ole booty big ole big ole booty big ole big ole booty

What you think

What you think

What you think I know you see it

What you think

What you think

What you think

You got a big ole booty big ole big ole booty big ole big ole booty

What you think

Foshes in a coma it up if they ain’t looking at my face they looking at my but

They pray on anything that God around shut and it look bald my love attention I got have it when I make My inches

Ring bells blow the whistle when I walk through I don’t wanna see no extras in my review I need clear view

I got the tissue for my issues I want these shoes for a picture money bring the insure initial every check that I sign

I got comment right after the next cause I got a big ole big ole booty You got a big ole booty big ole big ole booty big ole big ole booty

What you think

What you think

What you think

What you think

I know you see it

What you think

What you think

What you think

You got a big ole big ole Big ole booty

Big ole Big ole booty

What you think

Taylor Girlz Steal Her Man

(My hair like to swing!)

Ya, ay, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it,

Ya, ay, left foot hood, right foot hood

Ya, ay, don’t fall, sleep

Ya, ay, steal her man, steal her man

Ya, ay, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it,

Ya, ay, left foot hood, right foot hood

Ya, ay, don’t fall, sleep

Ya, ay, steal her man, steal her man

Ya, ay, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it

Ya, ay, left foot hood, right foot hood

Ya, ay, don’t fall, sleep

Ya, ay, steal her man, steal her man

Back pack girl wanna fight

That’s a clapback,

Boy last night was a flashback,

Look at my back,

Haters they wanna show that,

Walk in a room gimme that

Ya I need all that,

Don’t get mad if I call back,

Fall back, you was never ever all that,

Should’ve had a map,

Wanna know what you look like, before I hit you back

Hood ya on my Jimmy Choos,

I can’t mess with you

You a thot, you a nasty, you,

Should’ve flexed on you

I got chemicals from my visuals,

You so lyrical,

Never catch me hangin’ with some typicals,

Hey hey!

(Ya!) I can steal her man, I can steal her man (I can!)

She ain’t think I can, she ain’t think I can (oh no!)

I can steal her man, I can steal her man (I can!)

She ain’t think I can, she ain’t think I can!

Ya, ay, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it

Ya, ay, left foot hood, right foot hood,

Ya, ay, don’t fall, sleep

Ya, ay, steal her man, steal her man

Ya, ay, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it

Ya, ay, left foot hood, right foot hood

Ya, ay, don’t fall, sleep

Ya, ay, steal her man, steal her man

Boom boom, pop pop,

Kick ’em in the jock,

Thumpin’ through a jet, while running through the block

Just took a man ’cause my breath got hot,

Sittin’ at the top,

Pop pop pop,

Drop it like it’s hot,

A man gon’ come, don’t be a dum-dum,

Runnin’ for his cash,

Take it to the max,

Shoes in a bag,

Don’t ask for a tab

Money money money

All I see and I dab,

My chicks drop, all they do is take cap

Bumpin’ them gums, like all I do is rap

Girl get back,

Ratta-tat-tat,

Runnin’ through a chat,

Like hot boys trap,

Sittin’ on a couch like I needa take a nap

Cookin’ them snacks,

Yum yum in my tum tum,

Stole her man, now run, run! (run)

I can steal her man, I can steal her man (I can!)

She ain’t think I can, she ain’t think I can (oh no!)

I can steal her man, I can steal her man (I can!)

She ain’t think I can, she ain’t think I can!

Ya, ay, pop it pop it, pop it, pop it

Ya, ay, left foot hood, right foot hood

Ya, ay, don’t fall, sleep

Ya, ay, steal her man, steal her man!

Ya, ay, pop it, pop it, pop it, pop it

Ya, ay, left foot hood, right foot hood

Ya, ay, don’t fall, sleep

Ya, ay, steal her man, steal her man.

Taylor Girlz Wedgie

Jiggle jiggle, pop pop my hips, slowly rock, okay

Swing left, swing right, my weave in tight, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Wedgie in my booty feeling tight, hi-yah

Jiggle jiggle, pop pop my hips, slowly rock, okay

Swing left, swing right, my weave in tight, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Jiggle jiggle, pop pop my hips, slowly rock, okay

Swing left, swing right, my weave in tight, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Wedgie in my booty feeling tight, hi-yah

I hit him with that okay all night, hi-yah

He said to me, “I’m not that type of girl,” my wedgie tight

I pull it out with, uh, all my might

Next stop, straight to the bathroom, dynamite

Hold up, wait, I gotta flush the haters down the pipeline

No hang time, 23, jumping like I’m MJ

Hold up, yes I need more money, uh, today

Used to wear a toupee like Lil Uzi

Dig it, dig it out, I don’t care who’s all around

Peep left, peep right, now get that wedgie out

Dig it, dig it out, I don’t care who’s all around

Peep left, peep right, now get that wedgie out

Jiggle jiggle, pop pop my hips, slowly rock, okay

Swing left, swing right, my weave in tight, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Jiggle jiggle, pop pop my hips, slowly rock, okay

Swing left, swing right, my weave in tight, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Wedgie in my booty feeling tight, hi-yah

Rolly, rolly, rolly, watch y’all smell my finger

Hit ’em with the boom, just release my anger

Michael Jackson, Billie Jean, all toes, no ankles

Me in my little shorty jeans, dabbing on these haters

Blue jean shirt, iron it out, no wrinkles

Wedgie in my booty feeling tight, hi-yah

Juju to my locker and I store me it like that

My weave in tight and my baby hair attached

Dig it, dig it out, I don’t care who’s all around

Peep left, peep right, now get that wedgie out

Dig it, dig it out, I don’t care who’s all around

Peep left, peep right, now get that wedgie out

Jiggle jiggle, pop pop my hips, let it rock, okay

Swing left, swing right, my weave in tight, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Jiggle jiggle, pop pop my hips, let it rock, okay

Swing left, swing right, my weave in tight, hi-yah

Hit ’em with that boom, dynamite, hi-yah

Wedgie in my booty feeling tight, hi-yah

Taylor Girlz Bang

Bang bang bang gang

Boom bang gang

I just wanna sic a rollie rollie

T-T-T

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Hey Hey

I just wanna sic a rollie rollie rollie rollie

Y’all already know me

Hey

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Hey Hey

I just wanna sic a rollie rollie rollie rollie

Y’all already know me

Hey

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Gang gang gang gang

E’rrybody rep the same thing thing thing

Wrist ice like rollie

Two fingers up blow me

Hot as the summer you know it

I don’t really care what you bang

I don’t really care what you sing

Bang bang bang bang

Whoa!

You frontin’ your move

Your saying the truth

Claiming the same thing the next man claim

How can you bang

How can you change

Put in the work and change the game

East side to the West side

South side to the North side

Claiming a gang that you don’t really bang

Y’all not squad but where your check man

Ya!

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Hey Hey

I just wanna sic a rollie rollie rollie rollie

Y’all already know me

Hey

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Hey Hey

I just wanna sic a rollie rollie rollie rollie

Y’all already know me

Hey

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Hey Hey

I just wanna sic a rollie

Pushing all up on me like you really know me

Hey

I don really know your name

I don really care what you bang

Hey Hey

Gang gang what gang

Throwing up a sign that everybody claims

You a lame

Still carrying loose change

Bloody blue Timbs all up in the rain

Yeah

Purple rain

Purple rain

Purple rain

Knowing wanna see the color change

Your side

No side

My side

Still ride

Pick and choose

Ride or die

Who is your

In the skies

I don really like spies

Yeah Yeah

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Hey Hey

I just wanna sic a rollie rollie rollie rollie

Y’all already know me

Hey

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Hey Hey

I just wanna sic a rollie rollie rollie rollie

Y’all already know me

Hey

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Hey Hey

Bang bang bang gang

E’rrybody on the same same same thing

I just wanna sic a rollie

I just wanna sic a rollie

Hey Hey

I just wanna sic a rollie rollie rollie rollie

Y’all already know me

Hey

Bang bang bang gang

Hey

Taylor Girlz Man Thot

Finna go get my weave done after this shit right here

Fuck that nigga he a man thot

I ain’t the one for you (nigga)

You don’t supply my needs (nigga)

All you do is waste my time (nigga)

You don’t even support my grind

You don’t even make no sense

Want me to spend less time with ya

So you can go fuckin’ cheat bitch

You don’t even know what you got till another nigga take yo spot

Can’t even chill in peace

These hoes watching

Can’t even go to sleep

Nigga keep texting me how loyal he can be to me

He got on his knees

Gave me head like Jesus please

You don’t even fuck with me

So why you showing love to me

Can’t even chill in peace

You don’t even fuck with me

So why you showing love to me

He got on his knees

Gave me head like Jesus please

You don’t even fuck with me

So why you showing love to me

How you gone fuck with me fuck with we

No bitch we don’t fuck for free

We don’t hand out no peace bitch

If you want beef issa feast

I can’t push a whip with no key

If I talk you then it’s lowkey

I don’t gotta do too much for you to see

That it ain’t nawn girl I wanna be

I don’t wanna kick it witchu

Ion wanna smoke witchu

I never seen no real nigga

Turn into a pussy nigga

But I see it all in ya

And I see you falling nigga

And if I speak about it I live about it

That’s real shit nigga

I ain’t the one for you (nigga)

You don’t supply my needs (nigga)

All you do is waste my time (nigga)

You don’t even support my grind

You don’t even make no sense

Want me to spend less time with ya

So you can go fuckin’ cheat bitch

You don’t even know what you got till another nigga take yo spot

Can’t even chill in peace

These hoes watching

Can’t even go to sleep

Nigga keep texting me how loyal he can be to me

He got on his knees

Gave me head like Jesus please

You dont even fuck with me

So why you showing love to me

Can’t even chill in peace

You don’t even fuck with me

So why you showing love to me

He got on his knees

Gave me head like Jesus please

You don’t even fuck with me

So why you showing love to me

You a lil lil broke thot

Ima go get me a rich thot

If he don’t act right

Ima send him back to his mama like he a lil stupid thot

You wanna green lil bitch that’s gone sit around

And act like she don’t know shit

Talm bout im the problem

No you the problem nigga

Answer to who nigga

Hustle baby

If I need cash

Ima go flip some burgers

Shake some ass

Ima do anything just to get a bag

Ion depend on no nigga

If he don’t answer my call I don’t trust him

If I catch him cheating bitch ima buss him

If you gotta ask if that’s yo nigga

Then you already know the answer (no)

Fuck that nigga he a man thot

(Kick em to the side)

I ain’t the one for you (Kick em out the ride)

You don’t supply my needs

All you do is waste my time

Fuck that nigga

Taylor Girlz Bougie

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

All my thoughts flowing out so loosely

Tell em I don’t need you no I don’t need you no no no

I don’t need you I don’t need you

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

All my thoughts flowing out so loosely

Tell em I don’t need you no I don’t need you no no no

I don’t need you I don’t need you

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

Ugly but all these dudes calling at me constantly

I’m a pass him like I had him

Oh checks I need to cash them

Money need me but I got needs too

I’m a holla back when I can use you

People always wanting what they can’t get

I got fast cash in the upper class

Never talk to lower class men

I ain’t never been a has been I’m always haven

Gotta sweep to it

Throw a carrot like a rabbit

Lifestlye I gotta have it

I want nothing but the best I won’t settle for less

Even if you had money and power

I still won’t be impressed

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

All my thoughts flowing out so loosely

Tell em I don’t need you no I don’t need you no no no

I don’t need you I don’t need you

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

All my thoughts flowing out so loosely

Tell em I don’t need you no I don’t need you no no no

I don’t need you I don’t need you

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

We’re riding thru that money

But I looked at them like who gone take it from me

I don’t need you I employed you

I got new shoes

Boy you catching up how that’s old news

I got new new I love Blues Clues

You can’t stacked to me I got bodyguards for my bodyguards

I’m a Upper class chickaguard with a wrist to sign

I might sit and hid with the big dogs

I train pit bulls but they bigger now

Yea yea

Cause I’m bougie I get who I want comfortably

I got blue hundreds falling out my pocket

I’m only bisonated by the money

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

All my thoughts flowing out so loosely

Tell em I don’t need you no I don’t need you no no no

I don’t need you I don’t need you

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

All my thoughts flowing out so loosely

Tell em I don’t need you no I don’t need you no no no

I don’t need you I don’t need you

People try to tell me that I’m bougie

People try to tell me that I’m