Cupcakke Ballerina Coupe Lyrics

[Verse]
Hey, ho, hey, bitch, it's me
I'm serving you cunt in the VIP
Even though a bitch pushing thirty
Face card still screaming, need a fake ID
I keep a lip gloss in my motherf*ckin' purse
'Cause if a nigga with me, he gon' pay for it first
Stab me in the back, he gon' end up in the dirt
And I'ma piggyback ride on his motherf*ckin' hearse
I say, I work, I squirt, I drink
I'm walkin' in straight to the back of the bank
The nigga on whip come in polka dot pink
'Cause I'm gettin' spotted everywhere that his bitch ain't
Wig standin' on her head, Jimmy Neutron
The price goin' higher, yours get a coupon
I get up on a broom and I twirl my wand
'Causе I wish a bitch would think she better than mwah
You prеssed, rest, I don't want your man
Got my feet kicked up like my sonogram
Fix your life, call Iyanla in
A scary ass bitch is what I'm conjurin'
I look better by beyond, you look like a yawn
A step down for me is a Louis Vuitton
I really f*ckin' won, dye my hair blonde
Bitch, you're still waiting on your tax refund
Bitch, you cool whore, do you need a heater?
Salty that I'm at the top like a margarita
Talkin' that shit till I pull up and I meet her
Now she Hello Kitty, no mouth when I see her
I done turned down six labels in a row, yeah, bitch, who?
Name another bitch that could do what I do
Never paid a bot or a manager bitch
And I'm never still doin' what they do
I'ma eatin' bitches down, all the way to the ground Might have a picnic now
Thought to myself, "When a nigga take a shit, do his dick just swing in the toilet and drown?"
Little rebound, flash it so you know we hound
Every time I pull up in the town, I'ma sit on my money in the dark
Hold a lighter for spark, now I'm levitatin' off the f*ckin' ground
I said
Roses are red, violets are blue
I rose from the dead when the violence came through
Spin around the block in a ballerina coupe
Two arms in the air, hangin' out the sunroof
Like, grrah, grrah, grrah, grrah
Do two rounds, never wastin' my shot
I told them niggas, this a ballerina coupe
Set ten toes down, you look bulletproof
I'm rollin' out of bed, but don't wanna leave the house
'Cause the money I just read was enormous amount
Niggas tryna get me preg, but don't wanna pull out
He put his dick in his walls when the TV got mount
I be rollin' with some niggas, they be rollin' with some bitches
I be rollin' with some bitches, they be rollin' with some niggas
Long as we f*ckin' rollin', then you know we comin' vicious
Reincarnate as a pigeon, I be shittin' on these bitches, yeah
[Outro]
1997, I was born a f*cking legend
I could smoke weed in Chicago, in L.A. they will inhale it
I don't give a f*ck if niggas is not buyin' what I'm sellin'
I just give these hoes free game and hope one day they will compel it, bitch

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