Lyrics

[Verse 1] Tryna get me in but Bitches fuckin' ran Fuckin' with nobody I just use them then I am done When I come up on the spot you know that bitches will run Stop askin me 'bout money when you know that you ain't got none Designer on my body, bitch you know it cost a lotty When I walk around, bitch I am a walking lottery I'm not fuckin' sorry Bitch you know this life chose me Run them out of town, bitch I'm sippin' on expensive drinks [Chorus] Fuckin' with nobody F-f-fuckin' with nobody F-fuckin' with nobody F-f-fuckin' with nobody Designer on my body D-designer on my body Designer on my body D-designer on my body Fuckin' with nobody F-f-fuckin' with nobody F-fuckin' with nobody F-f-fuckin' with nobody Designer on my body D-designer on my body Designer on my body D-designer on my body [Verse 2] People say I'm fuckin' rude (hm) That's just my attitude Please tell me how I would make money by bein' nice to you (broke bitch) Go watch yo' momma's house like it's Chicago, sing the blues [?] lessons but that's why I'm so damn rude Bitches just want my money Bitches just wanna say they know me You can't outsmart a bitch, that's why you stay gettin' finessed Shoulda' leave them hoes alone and go get your ass a check Vesi fuck the rest Know I have your best interest [Chorus] Fuckin' with nobody F-f-fuckin' with nobody F-fuckin' with nobody F-f-fuckin' with nobody Designer on my body D-designer on my body Designer on my body D-designer on my body Fuckin' with nobody F-f-fuckin' with nobody F-fuckin' with nobody F-f-fuckin' with nobody Designer on my body D-designer on my body Designer on my body D-designer on my body