"Google Maps" lyrics
"Google Maps"
Ooh, ooh
Bitches can't fuck with my moves (they can't)
I do what I wanna do (I do)
Fast car go vroom (skrrt)
Vroom, vroom (skrrt, skrrt)
Sweep 'em up like a broom
Hardest bitch in the room (ooh)
Marry the gang, no groom (uh-huh)
Racks, racks
I need a whole lotta that (money)
Stacks, stacks (woo!)
Fuck around and tax all that (tax)
I call the shots, I don't call back (nope)
Sign shit like a Zodiac (sign)
Man yee ain't hot, who told you that? (who?)
You bitches lost, Google Maps
Had to take off the Louis V shades (I did)
So I could see who really fuckin' with me (ooh)
Thought you said I never was gon' be shit
Then why I'm dominatin' every city? (bitch)
And why your bitch payin' to come see me? (uh-huh)
Fuck everybody that's against me (oh)
I want all the smoke like a chimney (I do)
Hit on top of hits, I got plenty (uh-huh)
And I'm out to murder niggas' ghostwriters
Put this heat to his hair like a blowdryer (pap-pap-pap-pap)
Pull up to the stu' in all black attire
Then I step inside and set that bitch on fire (yup)
When I drop shit, bet they fuckin' with it (woo!)
Used to call me broke 'cause I was late to get it
I was on my boss shit at the night shift
While you was on your knees suckin' dick to get it (uh-huh)
Diamonds dancin' on my pinky with it (yeah)
If they ain't come from Louis, you won't see me in it (yeah)
Got the tinted foreign, they can't see me in it (uh-huh)
And I stay with bills like I'm Mrs. Clinton (yeah)
Google "boss bitch", what's the definition? (me)
But I keep poppin' up, call it repetition
Man, take that jersey off, play your position
Make hoes disappear, big killer magician (woo, woo, ah!)
Ooh, ooh
Bitches can't fuck with my moves (they can't)
I do what I wanna do (I do)
Fast car go vroom (skrrt)
Vroom, vroom (skrrt, skrrt)
Sweep 'em up like a broom
Hardest bitch in the room (ooh)
Marry the gang, no groom (uh-huh)
Racks, racks
I need a whole lotta that (money)
Stacks, stacks (woo!)
Fuck around and tax all that (tax)
I call the shots, I don't call back (nope)
Sign shit like a Zodiac (sign)
Man yee ain't hot, who told you that? (who?)
You bitches lost, Google Maps
Turn the volume up in this bitch (do it)
Start a riot up in this bitch (do it)
Better crank this motherfucker so loud
That the speaker's blow in this bitch (ah)
How you mad 'cause I'm gettin' rich? (why you mad?)
Middle fingers to whoever switch (fuck 'em)
Fuck your system up, I'm a glitch
And I heard your new shit, it made me itch (Lord)
But bitches ain't fuckin' with me
So, I swerved off and I took the lead (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
The only tracks you hoes ever tear up
Is them tracks you got glued in your weave (oh my God)
Flow sick as fuck, I need meds (woo)
Like a Advil, I'm at they heads (I am)
Heard everything these hoes said
Drop the skull emoji 'cause I'm dead (ah)
My pockets green like backdrop
Told 'em holla at me when the facts drop (uh-huh)
I'm the franchise, you the mascot (you are)
Tell 'em quit starin', take a snapshot (Lord)
I'm the bigger picture, go connect the dots (uh-huh)
They don't think I see them when they scheme and plot
Tired of babysittin', yeah I'm finna stop (it is)
All these hoes my kids but I don't adopt (ooh)
Ooh, ooh
Bitches can't fuck with my moves (they can't)
I do what I wanna do (I do)
Fast car go vroom (skrrt)
Vroom, vroom (skrrt, skrrt)
Sweep 'em up like a broom
Hardest bitch in the room (ooh)
Marry the gang, no groom (uh-huh)
Racks, racks
I need a whole lotta that (money)
Stacks, stacks (woo!)
Fuck around and tax all that (tax)
I call the shots, I don't call back (nope)
Sign shit like a Zodiac (sign)
Man yee ain't hot, who told you that? (who?)
You bitches lost, Google Maps
Thanks to S.F. for correcting these lyrics.
Writer(s): Orlando Martinez, Aaliyah Monya Davis
- AZLyrics
- K
- Killumantii Lyrics
album:
"Yellow Tape" (2018)
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