telly

Deep in my bag, it ain't Birkin, it's a Telly
 Don't got a man, but I got niggas on my celly
 They got a script and it's the same thing that they tell me
 They wanna cater to me like Michelle and Kelly
 They want me, but I'm not the one to choose
 On a scale of one to ten, love is a one or two
 They want all my lovin' 'cause it's underused
 They be like, "Mindi, can I get under you?"
 I'm eatin' good and you can see it in my belly
 Prada on my neck, I'm walkin' by and you can smell me
 He said, "Take off all your clothes"
 But this nigga not Nelly
 Sent that boy my Cash App 'case he had something to send me
 Shit is automatic, little bitch, this ain't no semi
 I got all these choices, be like eenie-minie-money
 Told that nigga, "Go home, you a roger, you a Kimmy"
 I like shit direct like a deposit, where's the stimi?
 Deep in my bag, it ain't Birkin, it's a Telly
 Don't got a man, but I got niggas on my celly
 They got a script and it's the same thing that they tell me
 They wanna cater to me like Michelle and Kelly
 And Beyoncé had a long day
 Of hopin' niggas just don't take this shit the wrong way
 I'm collected, gotta calm face
 Come correct though, I'll go André
 Deep in my bag, it ain't Birkin, it's a Telly
 Don't got a man, but I got niggas on my celly
 They got a script and it's the same thing that they tell me
 They wanna cater to me like Michelle and Kelly