TYPE BEAT

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, huh
Okay (Sneak)
(Oh, Lord, Jetson made another one)

I got a bunch of bitches mad
I know a lot of bitches hatin', they ain't never seen no cash
I know they hate me 'cause I'm thorough
I put my foot on bitches necks and I ain't let up
That nigga do not eat it right, I told him, "Get up"
Like, nigga, move around
I know you wish you had a bitch like me
I know you wish you was a bitch like me
I fuck your nigga to Detroit type beats (Yeah)

Huh (Yeah)
Candy paint the 'Cat
It's a lion in his engine, this is not a Scat

I don't care about no mentions, tell me where you at
Tell me where you be
You a dime, but you ain't me
Turn it up a T, ain't no tit for tat

Bitch was gettin' on my nerve, I sent her Uber back
Pretty, ghetto, and petite, he know my pussy fat
They know I'm gettin' racks
Got bitches twerkin' in the club like, "Run that Nini back"
Dolly never need a pack
If he say he had me, he a dummy, how you let me pass?
Finger fuckin' money, you a bum, it ain't no fun in that
Nini number uno and I guess that's why these bitches sad

I got a bunch of bitches mad (Yeah, yeah)
I know a lot of bitches hatin', they
Ain't never seen no cash (Huh, okay)
I know they hate me 'cause I'm thorough ('Cause I'm thorough)
I put my foot on bitches necks and I ain't let up
That nigga do not eat it right, I told him, "Get up"
Like, nigga, move around (Yeah)
I know you wish you had a bitch like me (Huh, okay)
I know you wish you was a bitch like me
I fuck your nigga to Detroit type beats (Huh)

Big Nini
Yeah, yeah, yeah