Trendsetter

Lyrics
[Pre-Chorus] Show me my respect, baby, I'm a trendsetter Yeah, I got her wet, but I got her friend wetter How she tryna text when our ties been severed Wake up, pop out, spend a check, lil' bitch, I'm a big spender I just- [Chorus] Go, go Hop up in this Masi' baby Fuck these hoes, they drive me crazy I hate niggas like a white old lady All my money legal than a bitch, there ain't no swipin' baby Way she cut these niggas off so quick, I might just like you baby I know thеy wanna take me out and put me on thе floor I don't work at no damn Domino's but I stick to the dough You gon' win sometimes and you gon' lose, but that's just how it go She like, "Cam, I miss the sober you", and I'm like, "Hit the door" Hit the door, woah, wo-oah Hit the door, woah, wo-oah Hit the door, woah, wo-oah Wo-oah, wo-oah [Verse] Hit the door, get up out my life Bitch I ain't yo' mans and I'm not finna say that twice Can't go slangin' dick for free, 'cause it come with a big ass price With that tax included Yo' bitch throw her back into it He ran up, I had to shoot it Play your music in the bot and it's fucking muted I don't act like shit I'm not 'cause I really do it When hoes come around niggas start acting stupid I don't hold back, lil' bitch, I shoot it My gang up, we starting movements I'm making bag after bag, after bag, after bag Why they so mad, why they mad, why they mad, why they mad It's cause we go up fast, go up fast, go up fast, go up fast You won't catch go out bad, go out bad Go out bad, go out bad [Verse 2] I don't mean to flex But I could do your ho horrendous, and move independent And she would still give up the neck I ain't felt love in a minute but fuck it forget it That shit doesn't make me upset A bitch will have 30 bodies, then wonder why I wouldn't cuff Like "What you expect?" Before we go fuck, bitch get you a test Matter fact, bitch you lost me To the bread you walk so slow Walk so slow like a undead zombie Bitch, I start the show, walk in and they eyes all on me I'm a humble nigga, sometimes I be acting cocky Cannot stop this wave, nigga, try and stop me [Chorus] Go, go Hop up in this Masi' baby Fuck these hoes, they drive me crazy I hate niggas like a white old lady All my money legal than a bitch, there ain't no swipin' baby Way she cut these niggas off so quick, I might just like you baby I know they wanna take me out and put me on the floor I don't work at no damn Domino's but I stick to the dough You gon' win sometimes and you gon' lose, but that's just how it go She like, "Cam, I miss the sober you", and I'm like, "Hit the door" Hit the door, woah, wo-oah Hit the door, woah, wo-oah Hit the door, woah, wo-oah Wo-oah, wo-oah Hit the door
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- Skyte