Another one

And another one

Thought you was the one, you just another oneThought I wasn′t nothing, but I'm number one

I′m like Lauryn Hill, I'm just a younger one

I be hugging bands, I got my money tucked

If that ass is fat, I'm tryna fuck it up

Hop up in the bunk, and we could buddy up

Mighty Gang but shorty call me honey bun

This that shorty you should study from

6-pack like I got a tummy tuck

Bury niggas then I dug ′em up

Just to show these niggas what I′m drumming up

I work hard, that's why my luck is up

That is not a reach

I′ll be honest, I don't see you niggas

What is y′all me

Honda Civic started fucking up

Now I bought a Jeep

Used to wanna be a fucking star

Now I'm on the screen

All these years I let you niggas talk

Now I′m 'bout to fucking scream

All these years I couldn't see the light

Now I gotta fucking beam

Thank you plug for the lala

Spicing up my life like masala

Don′t need nothing but yourself, that′s on my mama

Hypocrite I'm in Balenciaga

Thank you plug for the lala

Spicing up my life like masala

Don′t need nothing but yourself, that's on my father

Ignorant I′m drippin' in that Prada

Drippy from my head to my toe

I forgot the days when I was broke

This is for my family and folk

And for them silly niggas thinkin′ I'm a joke

Ha ha ha who laughing now

Making what I used to make, I can't imagine now

We bougie living lavish now

I could be your chaperone, I manage now

On a roller coaster figure eight

She just wanna dinner and a date

She just want the wine pairing, she don′t even like sharing

She just want a bigger piece of stake

I got money, you got body, that′s the trade off

And I'm so attractive, shorty that′s your payoff

Pretty but I'm handsome, plus I got the day off

Ain′t no need for chaos

On your knees and

Thank you plug for the lala

Spicing up my life like masala

Don't need nothing but yourself, that′s on my mama

Hypocrite I'm in Balenciaga

Thank you plug for the lala

Spicing up my life like masala

Don't need nothing but yourself, that′s on my father

Ignorant I′m drippin' in that Prada

Listen

A person could be so pretty, as they would say

But their ways are so filthy

The looks is nothing to me

All the good looks that a person may have

When they start dumping all their nasty ways on you

How long can you take that for?

You gonna walk away from that

Pretty looks that you met in the first place

So when I says, pretty looks is not everything

We talk about the beauty within

That is everything