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Petty Wap Lyrics

Uh, bag-flippin`, cash-trippin`, pull up
Beat the block like a ass whoopin`
Stash box, keep the smashing, racks in it
Bought that bitch a Fashion Nova dress just to see her ass in it
Twerk for my Instagram
She just got a hundred missed calls, it`s her man, damn
Oh that`s your nigga now, huh?
Said you wasn`t with him, now you with him now, huh?
Things different now, huh?
You committed now, huh?
Guess I can`t hit it how I hit now, huh?
Don`t hit me when ya nigga ain`t around
There`s money to be made bitch, I won`t wait around
I flex on her for fun, but I do not play around
"S" on my chest and I keep a cape around
Gang gang with me, yeah I keep like eight around
Even when you think they ain`t around, they around
Woah, woah, woah, we ain`t playing fair
Oh no, no, you don`t want to take it there
Thinkin` `bout my next move in my thinking chair
This chip is on my shoulder and it`s stayin` there
`Cause I been through a lot of bull
And they can`t stand me `cause I`m misunderstood
And I need a Backwoods just to give her good good
Ya girl, I like to eat, I hope you like to cook, cook
Used to get the works from my cousin, WupWup
Where the foul, free the guys out the woop woop

Teacher said you`ll never make it
Turn my textbook to a checkbook
I put food on the table
And I did that without a cookbook
I`m rich and they fucking hate it
And while they looking mad, I`m just looking good

Ay, I feel like flexin`
Bitches call my phone, don`t feel like texting
My Louis clothes that`s French, that`s what I`m dressed in
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Dior my cologne, she said my scent is her obsession
I became possessive, soon as the money came in my possession
I`m selfish, no question
My alarm is set to every second, no restin`
My haters spend a lot of time with me, I`m they bestfriend
I`m they bestfriend
Go bestfriend, go bestfriend, go bestfriend, go bestfriend, go bestfriend

Aye, teacher said you`ll never make it
Turn my textbook to a checkbook
I put food on the table
And I did that without a cookbook
I`m rich and they fucking hate it
And while they looking mad, I`m just looking good
Huh, aye, and while they looking mad, I`m just looking good

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