"hold my purse" lyrics
Wynne & Conductor Williams Lyrics
I'm the smartest in the room I gotta leave
These bitches are intimidated by the thought of me
Your opinions means a lot to me
Especially when you start glazing my mug like its pottery
Keep going and I might finally start modeling
But right now I'm in here red lining what they offered me like I got a law degree
I'm handling so many bags right now you'd think I'm on a shopping spree
Hop in the whip and take the top off like a strawberry
I waited my whole life for this, these blessings are not lost on me
I did it off a mixtape I drop for free with a dropbox link
Its over for y'all weak asses soon as they pass the aux to me
It's hit after hit after hit like we're in a boxing ring
Hold my purse
This money getting heavy while I'm rapping my verse
Let me take off my heels
When I stand on bitches necks I wanna know how it feels
My OGs walked in wallabees
Your whole team is some wannabes
I'll wait right here while y'all go rip a branch off of the nearest olive tree
I'm also accepting cashapp as a form of apology
Swallow me
I'm Wacka Flocka Wynne when I'm topping him, no hands
The splits I got, bet you would think I used to pole dance
My pen opened more doors for me then men, where's the romance
You boys aren't bigger than the program
Its either my time or me and the clock about to throw hands
I'm stepping on necks like coke cans
Looking outside the window playing slow jamz while the Boeing lands
Diesel belt to hold the pants
5 figures my show advance
Ho take NL like Rotterdam
Got y'all spiraling out and this not even my throwing hand
Team stepping out in vans and I don't mean the clothing brand
Life's been a highlight reel, tinfoil and golden strands
Gochujang, ho I'm heating up peep the Goku stance
Hold my purse
This money getting heavy while I'm rapping my verse
I gotta take off my heels
When I stand on bitches necks I wanna know how it feels
Let me to my reapply my gloss
I show you what it look like when you talk to the boss
Let's turn the heat up a notch
Eyes on me — I want you bitches to watch
These bitches are intimidated by the thought of me
Your opinions means a lot to me
Especially when you start glazing my mug like its pottery
Keep going and I might finally start modeling
But right now I'm in here red lining what they offered me like I got a law degree
I'm handling so many bags right now you'd think I'm on a shopping spree
Hop in the whip and take the top off like a strawberry
I waited my whole life for this, these blessings are not lost on me
I did it off a mixtape I drop for free with a dropbox link
Its over for y'all weak asses soon as they pass the aux to me
It's hit after hit after hit like we're in a boxing ring
Hold my purse
This money getting heavy while I'm rapping my verse
Let me take off my heels
When I stand on bitches necks I wanna know how it feels
My OGs walked in wallabees
Your whole team is some wannabes
I'll wait right here while y'all go rip a branch off of the nearest olive tree
I'm also accepting cashapp as a form of apology
Swallow me
I'm Wacka Flocka Wynne when I'm topping him, no hands
The splits I got, bet you would think I used to pole dance
My pen opened more doors for me then men, where's the romance
You boys aren't bigger than the program
Its either my time or me and the clock about to throw hands
I'm stepping on necks like coke cans
Looking outside the window playing slow jamz while the Boeing lands
Diesel belt to hold the pants
5 figures my show advance
Ho take NL like Rotterdam
Got y'all spiraling out and this not even my throwing hand
Team stepping out in vans and I don't mean the clothing brand
Life's been a highlight reel, tinfoil and golden strands
Gochujang, ho I'm heating up peep the Goku stance
Hold my purse
This money getting heavy while I'm rapping my verse
I gotta take off my heels
When I stand on bitches necks I wanna know how it feels
Let me to my reapply my gloss
I show you what it look like when you talk to the boss
Let's turn the heat up a notch
Eyes on me — I want you bitches to watch
