Cuban Doll - Holiday lyrics

[Verse] These thots up in my face But they only want my benjamins Boy stop calling my phone Always leaving them f**ing messages Acting like you love me But you wanna f** my cousin You b**hes be so friendly Why ya’ll always in my DM? AM to the PM I’m getting this gwap I get a whole lot You ain’t never flex with them rolls Man, hoe stop! You the type to take a picture Gotta get that sh** back b**h I push your sh** back f** your wig, yeah, that blue one I love stunting on these hoes They told me I never was on one Now I get that check Riding Bentley’s Yeah the red ones All my money green, we on go Then a boat next b**h I went from Cali to the A On a private jet I’m Cuban Doll When I smoke that cookie I look Asian though I’ma bad b**h, thats why n***a you can’t tell me no I persuade your b**h to change her hobby, now she taking those I could put you on, but you gon’ have to sign these papers hoe You ain’t never played with them rolls, so I’m told hoe Get your broke a** on, we gon’ leave you a** like, Adios! Sliding in that Audi I don’t think you wanna race me, hoe I already past your career, ate that sh** like a cheerio Thinking that ya’ll T’d, ya’ll ain’t really on sh**, though Acting like your sh** don’t stank, b**h I smell you hoe b**h go change your clothes, get some swag, you way too old They gon’ still f** with me, when I’m f**ing gone If I die today, it’s gon’ be a f**ing holiday If I die today, it’s gon’ be a f**ing holiday If I die today, it’s gon’ be a f**ing holiday If I die today, it’s gon’ be a f**ing holiday