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She got a attitude problem

New nigga lookin' like oh no no

He don’t ever ever take you shoppin', no (broke boy)

He don’t spin that money like I spend it girl (wooh) no

I got money bands galore

So my chain gon' be spoiled

Come fuck with your boy

I’ma treat you like you royal

All these niggas talkin', they don’t fuck you right, no (naw)

She said «Throw me money, I won’t work tonight, oh» (bands)

Baby I got bands come and twerk tonight, yuh (whoa)

All these niggas hatin', they can’t fuck with us, no

Baby, I’ma pull up in a Benz truck

Yeah, I got my bands up

You ain’t fuckin' with no scammers

Heard that you a dancer well throw that shit back

Girl, I brought my Fanta so let me sip that

They ain’t fuckin up my vibe

Take a date up in the sky

Have you ever been to Paris then you went right to Dubai?

In the same day

Baby, I’ma lane change

Pull up in a wraith

I’ma call that shit the space sway, yah

What we doin'?

Bring all the bad girls to the room (bring 'em in)

Cause I just broke up with my ex, yeah

She won’t ever meet a boss nigga, I know (no you won’t)

So fuck that bitch (yeah)

She got a attitude problem (problem)

New nigga lookin' like oh no no

He don’t ever ever take you shoppin', no (broke boy)

He don’t spin that money like I spend it girl (wooh) no

I got money bands galore

So my chain gon' be spoiled

Come fuck with your boy

I’ma treat you like you royal