Navel

Let it bang on a hoe
 Big toy, G.I. Joe
 You can't fuck, that's a no
 I am picky, afro
 Bank on tic-tac-toe
 All you see is 0, 0, 0's
 Bitch, you know I'm in my glow
 Eat up the beat, I'll take it to go
 I don't answer the phone
 Bitch, run me a letter
 Slide to my crib if you got me some cheddar
 His blood spill when I shot the Beretta
 I had to walk home, in the inside I sweat her
 I don't let shit fly by, I just make souls fly high
 Kill him with his tie, kill him with his tie
 Kill him with his tie, that's tie-dye
 Pass that money 'round like hot potato
 Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel
 Throw hands to his face like a facial
 That bullet hole look like a navel
 Pass that money 'round like hot potato
 Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel
 Throw hands to his face like a facial
 That bullet hole look like a navel
 Big money, feeling pumpy
 Adios, can't get shit from me
 Five meals in my tummy
 Equals up to your rent money
 Don't let your nigga play you like he's Stevie
 He do a triple take when he see me
 I might just talk to him real briefly
 Tell him to drop you off then come eat me
 That's if you like it or not
 I'm a business woman on top
 And I don't Facebook
 'Cause my face booked on every fucking flyer that drop
 This that knock, knock, who's there?
 Front porch, front porch, you
 Bitch, if you don't answer this door right now
 Bullets 'bout to come through
 Play if you want, today I got time
 I wouldn't even phone even if I was blind
 Who said I can't rap? That lil' bitch lying
 I'm bringing that heat like the clothes is dry, so stop it
 Bitches ain't on my profit
 I'm a messy bitch so watch it
 I'ma spill the tea and not mop it
 Bitch mean muggin', wearing pony tails
 So I'm guessing she a bum dummy
 So I beat her ass into the rubber band
 Like I need that for more money
 Cone head bitch, 'bout to be missing toppings
 Take off her head like a discount shopping
 Come to the block, don't put me on the block
 With his dread head schemin'
 That's a motherfucking plot twist
 Pass that money 'round like hot potato
 Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel
 Throw hands to his face like a facial
 That bullet hole look like a navel
 Pass that money 'round like hot potato
 Hoes circle, got bread like a bagel
 Throw hands to his face like a facial
 That bullet hole look like a navel