On Read - Intellectual

[Intro: LightSkinKeisha]

If a nigga wanna fuck with me, he better be ready to spend that motherfucking bag

I need my motherfuckin' bills paid, I need my hair done, nigga I need like thirty inches of fucking Brazilian, nigga

If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (On read)

I need my bills paid, nigga, and I want head

[Verse 1: LightSkinKeisha]

Yeah, light skin boss bitch, get him off bitch

Hit the store, swiping everything for what it cost bitch

All that dripping I been doing, I could be a faucet

Got that fire, yeah, that pussy wet, I'm talking Voss bitch

Credit card fraud, making sure the lid match

Leave the store with hella bags, yeah we slid that

Give my girl a high five, bitch, we did that

Navigation, pull me right up where that crib at

Time to fix my wig back, designer be mix matched

He ain't breaking bread, he on read, don't get shit back

Fuckin' 'round, my nails done, we doing Chanel runs

Nigga, cut me in, I need to know 'bout when them bills come

Pretty face gon' fool 'em, we hit licks

Pussy off the chain, I got that sweet finesse

Competition dead, I lay my beefs to rest

Left him on read and now he's depressed

[Chorus: LightSkinKeisha]

He ain't breaking bread, leave him on read (Period)

And if you ain't gon do it, nigga, don't say it (Period)

And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)

I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)

If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (Period)

And if you ain't gon do it, nigga don't say it (Period)

And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)

I need my bills paid and I want head

[Verse: Kash Doll]

Look

I asked the big boss nigga where the bread at? (Where the bread at?)

Gotta top me off, nigga, where the head at?

Need that Amex card with no limit (Cha-ching)

Come on don't be scared to let a real bitch spin it

Stiff bitch, like it when my money don't bend

Told a whole knot just to spend it with my best friend

Nigga bet not tell me what he won't do

You bought the last bitch one, I'ma need two

'Cause bag talk is the wave, nigga I ain't playing

If I'm arching, I'm charging, the fuck you saying?

Told you that my love language is monetary

Put some money on my books, nigga, call it commissary

Before a nigga sample my abilities

He gon' have to pay all these utilities

I want my hair done, nails done, rent paid, too

Do I look like a tennis shoe bitch to you?

Nigga, period

[Chorus: LightSkinKeisha]

He ain't breaking bread, leave him on read (Period)

And if you ain't gon do it, nigga, don't say it (Period)

And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)

I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)

If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (Period)

And if you ain't gon do it, nigga don't say it (Period)

And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)

I need my bills paid and I want head

[Verse 3: LightSkinKeisha]

If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read, period

Plus I want head, bitch, I ain't scared, period

Diamonds on me shining like a lighthouse, period

Broke niggas tryna holler, ears ain't hearing it

Automatic start, let it park, I ain't steering it

Boss bitch, make yo' girlfriend try and mirror it

Bank account comma, zero, zero, zero it

Put that on God, make him nod, like heroin

[Chorus: LightSkinKeisha]

He ain't breaking bread, leave him on read (Period)

And if you ain't gon do it, nigga, don't say it (Period)

And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)

I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)

If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read (Period)

And if you ain't gon do it, nigga don't say it (Period)

And pimpin' ain't dead, just these hoes scared (Period)

I need my bills paid and I want head

[Outro: LightSkinKeisha]

Y'all niggas always tryna get a bitch number

Like no nigga, you can't have my number, nigga

I don't wanna talk to you, broke-ass nigga, the fuck?

You know what it take to talk to a bitch like me?

Nigga first of all, is you gonna get my nails done? Period

Because you know I like them long shits with all them mother fucking rhinestones and shit

Like, nigga, stop motherfucking playing

Nigga, I like 5-star dinners too

I want some motherfucking pasta, shrimp, steak, all that shit, nigga

Do it look like-

Don't take me to fucking Popeyes nigga

Do it look like I want a two piece and a biscuit bitch?

Like no nigga, I wanna eat the fuck up

Nigga I'm tryna get full, nigga, like period

And I need my bills paid

And I need my hair done, you know I like frontals, period

I need my edges motherfucking laid, like, what's wrong with y'all broke-ass niggas?

Don't even try to approach me, you're gonna get left on read

On purpose

I'ma make sure that you can see that I left your ass on read, the fuck?