"BLACK LACE" lyrics
I see the other side hatin'
'Cause they ain't fuckin' with me, I'm the GOAT, I'm the greatest
I been your favorite, favorite
I don't do shit for the 'Gram, I be keepin' it player
My ex throw dirt on my name
Nigga just want the clout, go get some paper
He want a piece of the pie
Give him a reason to pray to the sky, no savior
All of these bitches be bland
Saucy as fuck and I been had all the flavors
And you know that
Hah, hah, hah, ooh
I ain't no regular ho
Milkin' this shit like cereal bowls (Huh)
I been to Paris, got photos in Vogue
You bitches lost and don't know where to go (Yeah, yeah)
Suckin' up my soul (Yeah, yeah)
Shake shit like it's gold (Huh, ah)
Pop out in new clothes (Huh, like)
Like, bae, what is those?
(I'm runnin')
Ridin' around in a black 'Lac (Huh, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
Bad bitches climb to the back, yeah (Climb to the back, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
We just got done in the club, ooh (Huh, huh)
(I'm runnin')
We goin' back to the mansion (Let's go)
Bitch, I ain't late to the party
You late to findin' about me, what the fuck do you think?
I made three hundred this week
Make sure you addin' a K and I ride with the K
I just be smokin' my weed
Niggas be geekin' to fuck, but it won't be today
You wish, huh, yeah, bitch, you wish
He know I'm the flyest, I pick it out, he buys it (Let's go, let's go)
He know that this pussy cold, he tryna get behind it (No, no)
I been knowin' I'm a dime, bitch, I don't need remindin'
I see all them goin' broke tryna cop the shit that I'm in (Yeah, yeah)
Suckin' up my soul (Yeah, yeah)
Shake shit like it's gold (Huh, ah)
Pop out in new clothes (Huh, like)
Like, bae, what is those?
(I'm runnin')
Ridin' around in a black 'Lac (Huh, huh, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
Bad bitches climb to the back, yeah (Climb to the back, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
We just got done in the club, ooh (Huh, huh)
(I'm runnin')
We goin' back to the mansion (Let's go)
(I'm runnin')
Ridin' around in a black 'Lac (Huh, huh, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
Bad bitches climb to the back, yeah (Climb to the back, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
We just got done in the club, ooh (Huh, huh)
(I'm runnin')
We goin' back to the mansion (Let's go)
Huh
Huh-hee
Huh, ah
Huh-hee
Let's go
Huh-hee
Huh, ah
Huh-hee
'Cause they ain't fuckin' with me, I'm the GOAT, I'm the greatest
I been your favorite, favorite
I don't do shit for the 'Gram, I be keepin' it player
My ex throw dirt on my name
Nigga just want the clout, go get some paper
He want a piece of the pie
Give him a reason to pray to the sky, no savior
All of these bitches be bland
Saucy as fuck and I been had all the flavors
And you know that
Hah, hah, hah, ooh
I ain't no regular ho
Milkin' this shit like cereal bowls (Huh)
I been to Paris, got photos in Vogue
You bitches lost and don't know where to go (Yeah, yeah)
Suckin' up my soul (Yeah, yeah)
Shake shit like it's gold (Huh, ah)
Pop out in new clothes (Huh, like)
Like, bae, what is those?
(I'm runnin')
Ridin' around in a black 'Lac (Huh, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
Bad bitches climb to the back, yeah (Climb to the back, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
We just got done in the club, ooh (Huh, huh)
(I'm runnin')
We goin' back to the mansion (Let's go)
Bitch, I ain't late to the party
You late to findin' about me, what the fuck do you think?
I made three hundred this week
Make sure you addin' a K and I ride with the K
I just be smokin' my weed
Niggas be geekin' to fuck, but it won't be today
You wish, huh, yeah, bitch, you wish
He know I'm the flyest, I pick it out, he buys it (Let's go, let's go)
He know that this pussy cold, he tryna get behind it (No, no)
I been knowin' I'm a dime, bitch, I don't need remindin'
I see all them goin' broke tryna cop the shit that I'm in (Yeah, yeah)
Suckin' up my soul (Yeah, yeah)
Shake shit like it's gold (Huh, ah)
Pop out in new clothes (Huh, like)
Like, bae, what is those?
(I'm runnin')
Ridin' around in a black 'Lac (Huh, huh, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
Bad bitches climb to the back, yeah (Climb to the back, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
We just got done in the club, ooh (Huh, huh)
(I'm runnin')
We goin' back to the mansion (Let's go)
(I'm runnin')
Ridin' around in a black 'Lac (Huh, huh, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
Bad bitches climb to the back, yeah (Climb to the back, yeah)
(I'm runnin')
We just got done in the club, ooh (Huh, huh)
(I'm runnin')
We goin' back to the mansion (Let's go)
Huh
Huh-hee
Huh, ah
Huh-hee
Let's go
Huh-hee
Huh, ah
Huh-hee
Writer(s): Maria Kelly, Bernard Wyatt, Austin Dale Corona
