PetSmart chords by CupcakKe
Verse 1
G
I swear these hoes,
these hoes be all bark,
no bite, fuckin' ridiculous
This for the cupcake, a joke,
one million in and you broke
He fainted as soon as I spoke,
like Wendy Williams, he stroked
Bitch, I'm so cold, gotta rock me a thermal
and sweat her right under the coat
Bitch, I got so many bars
that Azealia Banks
caught me wishing he sold
No shame, I just be shootin' like craps
Bm
G
Ten different flows when I rap
Sweepin' on me, that shit wack
I hope the bedbugs attack
Why is my name in your mouth?
Tell the dentist
Get rid of it right with that plaque
Bitch, I'm out here seein' EMS,
D
G
you just seein' M &Ms in a pack
Run in your house and
I'm flippin' the couch
Yeah, you know this a trap,
but I'm not talkin' mouse
Now I got you tied up
like an unfaithful spouse
Put the cash in the bag,
I don't got time to count
Cause you know this bitch called
the cops
Flavor Flay, she got clop
Up ahead cause she a op,
seein' if she still alive
Yo man keep bringing my line,
He don't understand the cline
I'ma have to stomp him out,
Like turning grapes into wine
And he still gon' think I'm a keeper
Cause I'm dressed everyday
like it's Easter
Bitches be swaying, cute,
but they look like that boa up
on Rihanna's sneakers
Hey, look, check that bitch,
I'm Netflix rich
Know Miley Cyrus,
I wreck that bitch
Wear it like a bursa,
why I peck that bitch
What's your address?
That's how I dress that shit
But listen to the heaven, no keys to call
You don't wanna know what
the keys'll hold
These bitches eat it like pizza rolls,
I'm in a penthouse but I get
my sheets from Kohl's
I'm smart with a bag, I'm a great,
that's the same hoe that used to hate
But now these bitches in my face
like we on Beyoncé or Straight Weight
Yeah, ain't none of that,
I be makin' bitches mad
I pull up in a Jag, then I flex, then I brag
You should wear a do -rag
cause your edges look sad
Think you look mega good
but you Michael Jackson bad
Bitch you need to stop,
you nigga askin' me why, tears a lot
I said I don't know, can
I breathe or not?
Is bread gone like an empty pizza box,
I'm finna leave the spot
I spent 13K on some Gucci,
you spent 13 dollars on your Coochie
Took your ass to see Tonchi, look
D
G
Bitch, you really is a groupie, ayy
Shorty, if I'm not aware of them
You know I'm bout to start errin' em
All I hang with is animals
Deeper than a shed aquarium
Niggas so fake, they'll kill they friend
And at the funeral, show up and carry him
Soon as everybody leave,
spit up on his grave
Soon as they bury him
They still mad, that's the best part
Give me more bite with the less bark
You can put your bitch on the leash
Or I'ma drag that bitch right
to Passmart
I'ma let you choose,
but I make the rules
Give me a two, so play it cool
Second to who?
Nah, I never lose,
I always come first like the date April Fools
I take a train to the money,
ride a plane to the money,
ride a dick to the money, what it do?
I got so much paper on me,
my homie thinkin' that I'm bout to go
right back to school
Ayy, big chopper on me like Bruce,
ayy,
big mouth bitch, that's a moose, ayy
All my life I been snappin'
like a snapple,
yeah, they know I got the juice
How your hair stay laid
but your rent ain't paid
and your bed ain't made?
But you geek
Bitches be dirty,
spend these look like lemonade,
every time they fuck around at peak
I just be ridin' the beat,
always deliver heat
Then I eat it up, that's Uber Eats
They don't want beef,
cause I pop up on bitches
Like corners when talkin'
in some newer sheets
Bop You
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