"Megan Monday Freestyle" lyrics
Real motherfuckin' hot girl shit, ah
Still runnin' through the mall with your motherfuckin' daddy
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
I'm a hot girl, I don't do titles
If I do date, it'll be Michael
Keep shit spicy (Spicy, spicy)
Yellow bone chick look like Kehlani
Freak in the sheets, freak on the beats
Niggas been hooked since "Big Ole Freak"
I realized that I was the shit when R&B niggas wanna start rap beef
These niggas ain't got no name on 'em
Wish these hoes stop tryna put claim on 'em
He come around me, get game on him
If he on go, then I already came on him
These new hoes sound like my mixtape
Bitches love saying my name like it's clickbait
I don't take shit if it come with conditions
I don't rock shit if it come in his name
I'm not your bed or your couch, so don't sleep on me
Look like a lick, then I'm puttin' the freak on him
All of these niggas is beggin' to hang
'Cause my bitch a Young Thug and I am the Rich Homie
Boy, I ain't finna read all that text
Don't know what it said, but I sent, "That's a bet"
Lately, my patience been gettin' real low
Lately, I feel like I need more respect
It was the money for me, ayy
He gon' go dummy for me, ayy
He ain't that cute, but he could dress
It's the Patek for me, ayy
It was the knees for him, hmm
The way that it squeeze for him, ayy
He done fucked a whole lotta bitches
But it was the me for him, ayy
Y'all wanna take me out so bad, I make all of y'all hoes so mad
Hoes went and bought them big-ass teeth
Even y'all smiles still goin' out sad
Hoes got jokes, but don't ever wanna stand up
Hoes got balls, but you know I got handles
Damn, I must be Olivia Pope 'cause y'all keep puttin' me in all of these scandals
He wanna hit one more time, I ain't Britney
Don't need no closure, my diamonds got clarity
Tellin' his new bitch that he don't do Instagram
Really, he hate when he scroll and see pics of me
Like a new show, all these niggas is into me
Funny how besties turned into my enemies
I must be playin' peekaboo 'cause these hoes really can't see, ah
Real motherfuckin' hot girl shit
Real motherfuckin' Megan Monday shit
The motherfuckin' freestyle queen, the freestyle pro
Young Tina Snow for them hoes that ain't know, ah
Still runnin' through the mall with your motherfuckin' daddy
(And if the beat live, you know Lil Ju made it)
I'm a hot girl, I don't do titles
If I do date, it'll be Michael
Keep shit spicy (Spicy, spicy)
Yellow bone chick look like Kehlani
Freak in the sheets, freak on the beats
Niggas been hooked since "Big Ole Freak"
I realized that I was the shit when R&B niggas wanna start rap beef
These niggas ain't got no name on 'em
Wish these hoes stop tryna put claim on 'em
He come around me, get game on him
If he on go, then I already came on him
These new hoes sound like my mixtape
Bitches love saying my name like it's clickbait
I don't take shit if it come with conditions
I don't rock shit if it come in his name
I'm not your bed or your couch, so don't sleep on me
Look like a lick, then I'm puttin' the freak on him
All of these niggas is beggin' to hang
'Cause my bitch a Young Thug and I am the Rich Homie
Boy, I ain't finna read all that text
Don't know what it said, but I sent, "That's a bet"
Lately, my patience been gettin' real low
Lately, I feel like I need more respect
It was the money for me, ayy
He gon' go dummy for me, ayy
He ain't that cute, but he could dress
It's the Patek for me, ayy
It was the knees for him, hmm
The way that it squeeze for him, ayy
He done fucked a whole lotta bitches
But it was the me for him, ayy
Y'all wanna take me out so bad, I make all of y'all hoes so mad
Hoes went and bought them big-ass teeth
Even y'all smiles still goin' out sad
Hoes got jokes, but don't ever wanna stand up
Hoes got balls, but you know I got handles
Damn, I must be Olivia Pope 'cause y'all keep puttin' me in all of these scandals
He wanna hit one more time, I ain't Britney
Don't need no closure, my diamonds got clarity
Tellin' his new bitch that he don't do Instagram
Really, he hate when he scroll and see pics of me
Like a new show, all these niggas is into me
Funny how besties turned into my enemies
I must be playin' peekaboo 'cause these hoes really can't see, ah
Real motherfuckin' hot girl shit
Real motherfuckin' Megan Monday shit
The motherfuckin' freestyle queen, the freestyle pro
Young Tina Snow for them hoes that ain't know, ah
Writer(s): Julian Martrel Mason, Megan Jovon Ruth Pete
