Lyrics
Hoes hating on me when they wake up in the morning
Sexyy ride foreign, I'm turnt up bitch you boring
Your nigga on my bumper you should thank me, I ignored him
Text these hoes back, I only do it out of boredom
I like getting money, I like fast cars
Bitch go wash your coochie with them doo-doo ass draws
I'm from the North Side, them crip hoes be suckin' balls
Bitch be on that friendly shit, I ain't with that shit at all
Hoes hatin' on me, you know that I'm the shit
My brother already told me that that pussy smell like fish
You thought you had some tea on me, whole time you drinkin' piss
Sexyy Red the chosen one, I'm turnt up, bitch I'm it
I'm smokin' all these hoes, good opp pack
Heard that diss song and that shit was hella whack
Ho say I'm her cousin, I don't know you like that
We ain't cool bitch, if I see you gettin' smacked
I came up from nothing, now I got them meat rolls
Niggas think I'm sexy, you should see me out these clothes
AMG ridin', I be slidin' on all my hoes
Got some long red weave and my nails match my toes
Ghetto princess, I'm too turnt up in this shit
You ain't even ready, I'm a different kind of bitch
Ghetto princess, I'm too turnt up in this shit
You ain't even ready, I'm a different kind of bitch, Sexyy
Keep a bank roll and a sexy outfit
Stomach on flat and I got some perky tits
Young and I'm turnt, whatever I want, I'mma get
Real trench bitch, I'm from the North, don't you forget, Sexyy
Bitch this polo foreign, this is not Ralph Lauren
'Bout them blueberries, we will split a nigga orange
Call you back I'm tourin', you gon' make me horny
Ass redder than that flight I booked you for the morning
Ferraris and Porsches, they think I ride horses
All this lemon-lime I pour, they think Chief Sosa got an endorsement
Tryna ball like Chief So, you don't need no Porsches
All you gotta do is have that sauce and that's important
I got alfredo, turn you to some ragù
Wrist got the bitch stuck, lookin' like a statue
Yeah, my Lamborghini fast, my Hellcat's fast too
All these 'Cats, you would think I bought 'em 'cause I had to
Did I have to? Man, I never do
From the trenches, get rich, shit'll better you
At the venue, countin' revenue
Big forty-five, I don't care if you 7'2"
Big forty-five, I don't care if it's seven of you
Niggas tryna be me, doin' shit that I'll never do
All this shit on my body, I'm a walkin' number two
You ain't fu', but you got fu' niggas under you
Ayy, I be smokin' good opp pack
Point the Glory Boyz to where the hood spots at
Glory Boyz get to blowin', Superman couldn't stop that
Gucci plaid make a bitch ask for my jack
Rolls-Royces make a bitch ask to give you neck
Nasty bitch love when I spit up in a gat
Brrt-brrt, yeah, hello, man, who this?
I don't know, I got you saved as, "Fat booty bitch"
Ghetto princess, I'm too turnt up in this shit
You ain't even ready, I'm a different kind of bitch
Ghetto princess, I'm too turnt up in this shit
You ain't even ready, I'm a different kind of bitch, Sexyy
Keep a bankroll in a sexy outfit
Stomach on flat and I got some perky tits
Young and I'm turnt, whatever I want, I'mma get
Real trench bitch, I'm from the North, don't you forget, Sexyy
Bang, bang, bang, bang
