50/50 (Slowed Down)

Ayy, YSL, pipe 'em up, bro

Yeah

Money getter, I'm a money spender, you a runner

I ain't goin' fifty-fifty with no nigga, I'm a hundred

Fuck I look like?

Silly hoes hatin', please address me as a boss boo

Bad bitch, Ms. Turn-His-Head-When-I-Walk-Through (Yeah)

Ho, you delirious

He ain't talkin' hundreds for this pussy, I ain't hearin' it

You got money askin' me where mines, you the weirdest

Bitch, don't check for me unless that check you got clearin'

What? I'm a mogul, nigga

Speakin' on a rich bitch, don't make me expose you niggas

He don't trick, I make him change his mind the first week, uh

I'm too pretty to be sittin' in the nosebleeds (Yeah)

Court side, white toes, my ass heat up the whole seat

Head to toe, I be gettin' ate, bitch, I'm gon' eat

Caramel on his tongue whenever he lick me

Nigga dick small, probably why his balls so pissy

Meek, pull on your knees, how you standin' on business?

Akademiks, you a bitch, why you speakin' on women?

Yeah, leave him 'lone

Mr. Pocket Pussy, what you beatin' on?

You see this face, I ain't one of them bitches you can hang up on

She say she want the confidence of Caresha with no makeup on

We share locations, but I'm busy, I ain't comin' home

Yeah, like, how you mad at me?

I don't care what that ho on, she ain't bad as me

Yeah, yeah, this P make a nigga try to marry me

Bag me and tag me, choke me out and gag me, period (Yeah)