COVER GIRLS
Shawty got the heavy shit on right now
She wanna be on Vogue, now she on the front page of everything
Too many subliminals
I'm at the Voo with some college vibes
Posted on the Westside
You know what the streets sayin'
Ayy
Hate the way you treat me like I'm average from them
But you gon' play your cards 'cause you know damn well I'm him
You must think you Riri, you a savage, goddamn
Wonder how you'll treat me if I ain't have it like them
You gon' make me turn my savage up again
Shotta that's my brodie, that's my crodie, he locked in
Meechie that's my cuz, we don't wear the same clothes but we twins
I've been tryna turn this shit up for a while
Fight for your life in the E.R., I'ma fight for mine on trial
And that's wild (ayy)
I love how they think that a nigga when soft again
Now they starting to talk again
Last nigga ran his mouth 'bout gang sideways, he can't even talk again
Aw, he back out that white two-tone, I tell 'em to chalk him in
My bitch just asked do I love her, I tell her quit askin' me silly things
If I didn't I'd treat you like Billie Jean (beat it)
She know I want it, she know I need it (ayy)
She don't wanna leave me
She say she don't wanna
She know she just talkin'
She know how hard it is, yeah
Hate the way you treat me like I'm average from them
But you gon' play your cards 'cause you know damn well I'm him
You must think you Riri, you a savage, goddamn
Wonder how you'll treat me if I ain't have it like them
You gon' make me turn my savage up again
Shotta that's my brodie, that's my crodie, he locked in
Meechie that's my cuz, we don't wear the same clothes but we twins
I've been tryna turn this shit up for a while
I've been tryna cut this bitch off for a while
Leave but she come right back, she ain't my seed, that ain't my child
And I could change, try to save face but I won't lie, yeah
Every time I see you stunt, can't say what I want 'cause my niggas on live
Pastor say that I'm never gon' love again, gotta get my duff' again
Coupe only fit one vibe, gotta call my hoes, I need my truck again
She just want Prada, Prada, Prada, that's my lil' Prada girl
And her best friend head is out of this world
I got some girls that I don't deserve
Rather be you than me that's hurt
I like to talk through rocks and syrup
She like to ride it in cursive (ayy)
Hate the way you treat me like I'm average from them
But you gon' play your cards 'cause you know damn well I'm him
You must think you Riri, you a savage, goddamn
Wonder how you'll treat me if I ain't have it like them
You gon' make me turn my savage up again
Shotta that's my brodie, that's my crodie, he locked in
Meechie that's my cuz, we don't wear the same clothes but we twins
I've been tryna turn this shit up for a while