[Intro: Aleza]

(Hitkidd, what it do, man?)

A-L-E-Z-A

[Verse 1: Aleza]

See, I'll break a nigga pockets 'fore I let him break my heart

And these bitches ain't on shit, do all that talkin' 'til I spark

Quick to sell his ass a dream like I'm lucid in the dark

I walked in with pressure on me, building smellin' like some farts

And I got hella niggas, I can't pick, they make it hard

All my opps wanna squash beef, but they done took that shit too far

He just asked me did I love him? Bitch, you must be gone off bars

I just stuffed my 'Wood with 'za, it got me tweakin', I'm on Mars

[Verse 2: Gloss Up]

All that braggin' 'bout that nigga got that nigga fucked

Told that ho listen to Lil Durk, 'cause, ho, you should've ducked

And I ain't comin' off that nigga 'less he wipe his face

And I ain't doin' no wifey shit because I know my place

Yeah, I got bitches mad 'cause they facecard can't pull niggas

Let me call my nigga, just know Rambo gon' pull triggers

If I see your nigga, that's on your life, you won't get him back

Make him bend me over, make him eat this coochie from the back

[Verse 3: Glorilla]

Dropped my last nigga and start fuckin' with his big homie

Runnin' through these niggas, Lori Harvey ain't got shit on me

I know them bitches watchin', I look like a fuckin' lick, don't it?

Talkin' 'bout me to that nigga, bet he know that I'm the shit, don't he?

Money can't buy love, but it can buy me that new 'Vette, though

My pockets large, I'm eatin' good, I'm feelin' like a fat ho

Not steppin' on no toes because I'm at these bitches' neck, ho

Wonder why he love my lil' ass, 'cause he know this pussy fat, ho

[Verse 4: Slimeroni]

What you lookin' for? You know I'm heat, I'm cookin', ho

Tryna shut me out, motherfucker, I'ma kick the door

I got the sauce, come lick it, ho, fine as fuck, no ticket, ho

I be with the gang, yeah, we bang, I don't clique with hoes

It's the queen of the slimes, queen of the dimes

You know I walk in the spot, don't wait in no lines

Niggas broke than a motherfucker wastin' my time

I been laughin' at hoes, they really be tryin'

I got all my haters watchin', now's the time for you to clock in

Niggas don't want smoke, I call my bro, go get your Glock then

Bitch, we run the city, fuck these niggas, man, we top ten

Burst a bitch bubble 'cause these hoes know I'm poppin'

[Verse 5: K Carbon]

Bitches in my business, Kim, you rap or sell bundles?

Ho, you better watch that nigga 'fore I make you come up off him

He only a dog to you, I put him on a leash and walk him

Said I'm gon' stop shittin' on bitches 'cause I do it way too often

Put me on any beat, challenge me, bitches can't fuck with me

Lyrically, I'm a beast, on my gang, that's on CGE

You bitches play, I drop a bag, them members active in the street

I like niggas with fire head, when he done, I'm goin' straight to sleep

I like niggas with big bread, make a twenty, you can match that

We can't get caught textin', so just hit me through your Snapchat

Opps can't get caught lackin', we put 'em behind a hashtag

Thinkin' that I like, I'm tryna find out where his stash at

[Outro]

Y'all know what the fuck goin' on

Hold up, Glitter Gang shit

Glorilla, bitch

A-L-E-Z-A

K Carbon, yeah, fuck y'all thought?

Ayy, they got us fucked up

Bitches got me fucked up

Hell nah

Play this shit back, Allie