Quality Control Music - f** Dat n***a lyrics

[Verse 1] Give me the cash, f** a wedding ring Put some ice on my neck, cash money watch it bling bling Always talkin’ ’bout the block hot But you want a bad b**h in Givenchy slides? Make the pieces hit or n***a Milly rock Time up, yeah game over, shot clock If you ain’t got that bread you ain’t got a shot ‘Cause I’m that b**h, yeah real hot [Verse 2] It’s Young Miami and I don’t play with n***as b**hes got jealous cause my p**y real glitter p**y n***a come correct, you better have figures Dropped five racks and my titties got bigger All y’all hoes be so fake I been in the game, y’all hoes ain’t Got your baby daddy beggin’ me to eat the cake JT on the track, we ain’t come to play, take off [Verse 3] I stay hot and ready like Lil Caesars I need a n***a who gon’ swipe them Visas Don’t breathe on my neck, my back If you ain’t gonna cut that check If he break his bread you better f** with that n***a But if he don’t you better cut that n***a Always in my DM’s, say I’m stuck up But when I ask you for something, you say you f**ed up, hell nah [Interlude] You be talkin’ all that fly siht But you ain’t really ’bout sh** I’m a fly b**h, she a freak b**h That’s the difference And all you broke, bum, crusty a** hoes Move over [Verse 4] He want to f** with a raw b**h Pretty face, white teeth, not average I need four five M’s like Savage He with Monty [?] new digits off his plastic Take me to Louis, spend racks Head b**h, this your mag in the back Thotty let’s get some of this cat Ain’t sh** sweet, I ain’t having that [Verse 5] You want a freak, p**y pink like bubblegum But talk is cheap, f** n***a this ain’t free lunch Keep it up, have them real n***as f** you up Keep my own money case a lame n***a try to cuff Showin’ off your watch, your ring p**y n***as spend your change Showin’ off your watch, your ring f** n***as spend that change [Verse 6] Cough it up, n***a show me what you ’bout I’m the baddest lil b**h in the south p**y wetter than Miami in a drought After you bust a check you can give a lil mouth It’s about that time, gotta chase that check I do what [?], now check my flex Lil baby got bands so he might be next Might take your n***a just to spend his check [Verse 7] Lil n***a gotta spend that sh** Can’t f** me boy, won’t slang no dick You ain’t no chips, she ain’t got no whips Say you want a lil baby, well I ain’t that b**h ‘Cause you broke, and I need that check I be up in club Liv, you be posted in LX Say you want a lil time, well I need a lil neck Say he love me all the time, I don’t even read the text