Iman Da Don - Girl Gone

Heard you and yo bestie really pussy
Yo baby daddy wanna book me
I'm bout it' bout it' bitch don't push me
I'm steppin' out back on back on my bully
I call my bitch and she gone slide
Pretty bitches we gone ride
Left that nigga fuck em' bye
Now all summer we outside
We outside bitch
Bout to give you what asking for cause this ain't what you want
I ain't never played the background bitch Im always in the front
A dramatic bitch, a thespian and the role is giving CUNT
Been carrying hoes so long man damn my back done got a hump
Suburban princess I don't fight you'll go to the jail you wanna rump
Ain't talking IG but if you run up then my nigga he gone dump
Keep the games digital babe cause I don't play with hoes
Love you one day then they switch up like Nintendo's
It's so hard being me so pretty and so fly I mean like how could you compete
Niggas on my body that ain't really news to me
Never had to post a text cause this ain't really new to me
Bitch don't ask for advice if you ain't really ready to cheat
Cause I do a nigga sour if he ever think shit sweet
I'll prove a nigga pussy if he ever think he P
In Galliano or Gabbana
Or a vintage Dior T
Can't fuck with me
Heard you and yo bestie really pussy
Yo baby daddy wanna book me
I'm bout it' bout it' bitch don't push me
I'm steppin' out back on back on my bully
I call my bitch and she gone slide
Pretty bitches we gone ride
Left that nigga fuck em' bye
Now all summer we outside
We outside bitch
Bitches still can't fuck with me
I'm flawless
I'm gorgeous
Walk up in the Webster tell the stylist
I need all this
I'm hotter than a summer in Sedona middle of August
I'm From Louisiana
Boot that nigga he keep calling
Sorry bae I'm outside
Need to take a trip to Philly
Hope on his bike I'm tryna ride
And My girls out in Chicago
Mumbo sauce all on my fries
Bitch don't ask where I'm going just know hoe im outside!
And don't ask me about a nigga
I don't know him must've lied
When I'm done no double back
I treat that nigga like he died
It's Friday night bitch let's get fried
Club then the after hours
Please don't tell me that you tired
Put that bottle on yo head
Take a shot
I come alive
A little weed up in the club need it to balance out my vibe
I'm in the booth
It's house of dragons
Boy they know I spit that fye
If I'm not there than it's dry
Go MIA but when I pop my shit
No paper planes but I get fly
Heard you and yo bestie really pussy
Yo baby daddy wanna book me
I'm bout it' bout it' bitch don't push me
I'm steppin' out back on back on my bully
I call my bitch and she gone slide
Pretty bitches we gone ride
Left that nigga fuck em' bye
Now all summer we outside
We outside bitch

Written by:
Halli Iman

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