My bad

Lyrics

[Chorus] Scorin', you could put flex on my jersey, yeah You gotta let me know if this ho really workin', yeah I had to sit back, thinkin' like, "Is it really worth it?" Yeah Ran that shit back on three 'Bout to say it again, I'm geeked YSL, Dior, Alyx, my bitch say that I'm on fleek She want Chanel, okay, yeah New coupe on they ass, two hundred on the dash New diamonds, not glass New flex, my bad (My bad) [Verse] Yeah, new money, yeah, new weed This ho feelin' me, I think this ho feelin' me Hit it, penalty, tell my slime the same thing I know they not feelin' you, but you just gotta maintain Hit 'em with a lane change "Are you done yet?" No way Wakе up, then I get paid, we got Pеrc' 10s for days These hoes never on shit, they just get laid Got like six freaky bitches goin' six ways (Beep, beep, beep) Pull up, lay down, your money way down Bitch finna get laid down, damn, it's goin' down Money, countin' up right now, ain't kick it in a while I don't know 'em, got lot shit goin' on (Yeah) [Chorus] Scorin', you could put flex on my jersey, yeah (Beep, beep, beep) You gotta let me know if this ho really workin', yeah I had to sit back, thinkin' like, "Is it really worth it?" Yeah Ran that shit back on three 'Bout to say it again, I'm geeked YSL, Dior, Alyx, my bitch say that I'm on fleek She want Chanel, okay, yeah New coupe on they ass, two hundred on the dash New diamonds, not glass New flex, my bad (My bad)