1:18 - Open Your Purse

Come get your bitch out my lap
Because that's where the strap go
I got to watch out for twelve
Checking my angles
Fucking your bitch from the back
Gripping her ankles
Please do not tell me relax
Thats something I cant do
I been down and out and now Im finally on my feet yeah
Cant be with you shorty I got somewhere else to be yeah
Keep it on my mind at least seven days out the week yeah
Keep it by my side because I know they like to creep yea
Come get your bitch out my lap
Because that's where the strap go
I got to watch out for twelve
Checking my angles
Fucking your bitch from the back
Gripping her ankles
Please do not tell me relax
Thats something I cant do
Where would I be without you
I still only think about you
I guess Im a little bit drunk now
In this bitch singing Ja Rule
So tell me what you gone do
My niggas been chanting piru
And its been hunting season ain't that what animals do
Spreading the legs of my goddess because Im a cannibal too
Baby don't make it so obvious just tell me if you coming through
My heart has been heavily guarded
Here you go breaking the rules
Never trust Eve in the garden when serpents tell her what to do
I never had enough to lose
Put in work and paid my dues
These hoes going to say that they love you
But they will never tell the truth
And these niggas lying too
Nick Cage with the face off
I been barking with the same dogs
Windows tinted with the plates off
I been down and out and now Im finally on my feet yeah
Cant be with you shorty I got somewhere else to be yeah
Keep it on my mind at least seven days out the week yeah
Keep it by my side because I know they like to creep yea
Come get your bitch out my lap
Because that's where the strap go
I got to watch out for twelve
Checking my angles
Fucking your bitch from the back
Gripping her ankles
Please do not tell me relax
Thats something I cant do
You took it advantage you thought I was weak
Me and iv got our timing in sync
And my little cousin tay got shooters in bushes that pop out before you can blink
Never act it out before you can think
I've been trapping out before I hit teens
Keep your hands to yourself don't touch me
Mandatory quarantine
I been out chasing a bag I ain't going out sad
So if you get hurt you get hurt
In a position to brag I ain't doing too bad
Because I know it could've been worse
The ruling is kill or be killed and it aint gone be me
Im guessing that you gone be first
I know how it feels to be last got a bitch and she bad
I told that hoe open her purse
Come get your bitch out my lap
Because that's where the strap go
I got to watch out for twelve
Checking my angles
Fucking your bitch from the back
Gripping her ankles
Please do not tell me relax
Thats something I cant do
I been down and out and now Im finally on my feet yeah
Cant be with you shorty I got somewhere else to be yeah
Keep it on my mind at least seven days out the week yeah
Keep it by my side because I know they like to creep yea
Come get your bitch out my lap
Because that's where the strap go
I got to watch out for twelve
Checking my angles
Fucking your bitch from the back
Gripping her ankles
Please do not tell me relax
Thats something I cant do nah nah

Written by:
Jalantae Williams

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