LYRICS
作词 : Rubi Rose Benton/Shane Lindstrom/Michael "Finatik" Mulé/Isaac "Zac" De Boni/D'Angelo Hunt/Bernard Leverette/Jamall Willingham/Derrick Milano
作曲 : Rubi Rose Benton/Shane Lindstrom/Michael "Finatik" Mulé/Isaac "Zac" De Boni/D'Angelo Hunt/Bernard Leverette/Jamall Willingham/Derrick Milano
⦑ intro ⦒
Don't **** with scrubs, i'm not a nurse (nurse)
Glockiana in a purse (pew)
Pull it out and let it (pew)
Quick to pull the trigger first
⦑ chorus ⦒
Okay, okay, rubi
Niggas want my head (head), b*****s want me dead (damn)
Ran up so much money, i feel like kodak when i spread it (glee)
Hood b***h my aesthetic, don't like it? then express it
Oh, i think they like me (yup), oh i— (yup)
Hood b***h my aesthetic, don't like it? then express it
Oh, i think they like me (yup) (ayy), oh i—
Hood b***h my aesthetic, don't like it? then express it
⦑ verse 1 ⦒
Pretty face, slim waist, smart-ass mouth
Hair long just like my money
**** with me? it could get ugly
I been that girl, i been that b***h
Rules, i always bent them shits
Came up on some millions, i got plenty cash
B*****s holding empty bags
I stay to myself, my anti-friendly ass
I don't like attention, they think that i seek it, though
With or without makeup, i'm still decent, though (for sure)
Money keep increasing, so
I don't trip, i'd rather go to mykonos
Never been no follower (never)
Always been a trendsetter
**** the voice, b*****s know my pen's better
She say she dislike me
I'm checkin' shit like nike
I'm icy and i'm type heat
How could you not like me? for real
⦑ chorus ⦒
Okay, okay, rubi
Niggas want my head (head), b*****s want me dead (damn)
Ran up so much money, i feel like kodak when i spread it (glee)
Hood b***h my aesthetic, don't like it? then express it
Oh, i think they like me (yup), oh i— (yup)
Hood b***h my aesthetic, don't like it? then express it
Oh, i think they like me (yup) (ayy), oh i—
Hood b***h my aesthetic, don't like it? then express it
⦑ verse 2 ⦒
I got these niggas on lock (crazy)
So i don't put money on books (books)
B*****s be stealin' my looks, y'all be servin' (servin')
He on my body like surgeons (surgeons)
I don't **** with scrubs, i'm not a nurse (nurse)
Glockiana in a purse (pew)
Pull it out and let it (pew)
Quick to pull the trigger first
He got a thing for me, i got a thing for him
He showin' me off to his block (block)
**** with me, he gon' spin (spin)
**** with me, he gon' slide (slide)
**** with me, you might die (die)
Down b***h, that's me (that's me)
Real b***h, that's me (that's me)
We been up all night
Countin' this money, ain't gettin' no sleep (no sleep)
He don't wanna leave me out (uh-uh)
'cause we both in too deep (too deep)
I done seen too much
So i don't give two ****s (two ****s)
Ain't too many i trust (trust)
Guess it's them verse us
⦑ chorus ⦒
Rubi
Niggas want my head (head), b*****s want me dead (damn)
Ran up so much money, i feel like kodak when i spread it (glee)
Hood b***h my aesthetic, don't like it? then express it
Oh, i think they like me (yup), oh i— (yup)
Hood b***h my aesthetic, don't like it? then express it
Oh, i think they like me (yup) (ayy), oh i—
Hood b***h my aesthetic, don't like it? then express it
⦑ outro ⦒
Glockiana in a purse
Pull it out and let it ffft