Snow Tha Product - Goin' off lyrics

Look I just woke up like I beat the charge and cashed out back to back Like Maury told Chris Brown, I got a baby and he the dad Like my boyfriend cheated on me, but I ran off with his stash Like I lost a couple pounds, but I got to keep my a*s I just woke up like Yoncé, attitude gigante He said “No comprande” Size elefante, this is on a mild day Haters wake up Better preach it like Aretha, pray before your makeup I got these b**hes kinda trippin’, I’m alive and still kickin’ Yeah they stole my style, but I still made a couple million Yeah they got me f**ed up, it’s cool bro I’m chillin’ I just let ’em copy homework, just did it a little different I’m insistin’, you can keep it I’ma keep doing what I do though I write bars, make lines, baby I move dope And I do shows and side shows and I do go And hatin’ b**hes talk they s**t But one thing is, tell a b***h Tell a b***h I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go Tell a b***h I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go Tell a b***h, I go B***h go, b***h go, b***h go B***h go, b***h go, b***h go Tell a, tell a b***h Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go Look, look I’ma need 100 bottles cause I got up out a deal And give me fifty feet of space and little b***h back it up a little And f**k a table, I need sections at the club to keep it real And I could finally admit it, b***h I made a couple mill’ And b***h I need to call my j**eler, tell JP to get my grill And bring the ice and chains to cool my temper, I’ma need to chill I went through hell and back and finally, look I’ma pop a pill I’m ‘bout to let ‘em know the truth (woo) This just how I feel, I feel like Baby, baby, baby Need a new Mercedes I’ma act a fooly Nobody can save me F**k all of the waiting F**k a b***h that’s hating Got my lawyers calling me cause boy my temper crazy I’ve been all up in the bank and Money finally came in Love a b***h or hate a b***h But make sure that you pay me I just spent like eighty Another eighty waiting b**hes used to hate on me But lately say I’m wavy Snowy, owy, owy (huh) Rollin’ like a stogie (huh) Got me a new shorty (huh) From New York like bogies (huh) If you know, you know me (huh) Pimpin’ macaroni (huh) Must want me to cook a b***h the way she throwing sodium 40 tucked, told you bruh Haters out here hoin’ up If you bang, you gang then Let me know and throw it up Twenty b**hes rollin’ up Make the club announce for that a*s And if you ain’t my b***h, booty better bounce Tell a b***h I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go (bounce) Tell a b***h I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go Tell a b***h, I go B***h go, b***h go, b***h go B***h go, b***h go, b***h go Tell a, tell a b***h Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go (x2) Tell a b***h I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go (bounce) Tell a b***h I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go, I go Tell a b***h, I go B***h go, b***h go, b***h go B***h go, b***h go, b***h go Tell a, tell a b***h Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, gooo