1ST PLACE ft. Da Doll Dee Lyrics

Never loan, paper tag on my Mac

Gotta Glock in my purse, keep a mag in my strap

Double C's on my bag, countin' hundreds by the tens

Tell that hoe knuckle up, beat her ass and her friends

Drivin' fast in this race bitches hate a new face

Call me Barbie from the block with some real taste

Pretty crown, knock a bitch down I'm in first place

Riding on your man, he ate my ass I'm his favorite plate

Real, boujee, pretty, and the baddest too

I'm whippin' out the lot in a twenty two

Need a man in a Louis suit, who pay to eat my pussy like some juicy fruit

I'm a bad bitch, stay stacked, always keep my money blue

Since you hoes real nosey, this is what your man did

Took me to his crib, ate my coochie like some hot grits

No rubber, boy he real reckless

He poured it on my titties now I got a pearl necklace

Bought the butterscotch seats with the double stitch

I'll beat a bitch up in my Fashion Nova fit

Chris cross a goofy call me Will Smith

Hate a pussy hoe make my skin itch

Doin' rounds on these bitches like a drift

Never loan, paper tag on my Mac

Gotta Glock in my purse, keep a mag in my strap

Double C's on my bag, countin hundreds by the tens

Tell that hoe knuckle up, beat her ass and her friends

Da Doll Dee on the track bitch I'm too hard

If he wanna fuck with me I need a new car

Pussy purring like a cat, it's a Jaguar

Ridin' on that niggas face, like it's Nascar

Can't race with me boo, on some richy shit

Bad ass attitude cuz I'm on that prissy shit

Hair done, nails done, but bitch is you stupid

Talking all that shit like we won't gone get into it

Get a forty-inch bussdown give a stank face

Never slide with a scary bitch, sis you can't race

Top notch, fly bitch, with some good coochie

Big Benz, ice cream paint, bitch call me Big Gucci

Stuntin' on them hoes like it's nothing

Hoes throwing slick shots like they did something

Finna put Da Doll on the plate of the SRT

Take off and burn you hoes like a STD

First Place

Never loan, paper tag on my Mac

Gotta Glock in my purse, keep a mag in my strap

Double C's on my bag, countin hundreds by the tens

Tell that hoe knuckle up, beat her ass and her friends

Heard a bitch talking shit imma pop you in your lip

Pull up with my girls, real cute empty out the clip

Big bitch, talk my shit, ride skinny on the dick

Spinning out the lot, real hot looking for a lick

Tell ya mans leave me alone, I'll text him when I'm coming home

Smoking on that za, big dot, so I'm too gone

New phone, who dis? Ain't the money? Dismissed

Never been the type to fuck for money just to get rich

Real street bitch and I'm 'bout my paper

Suck a dick real good like a now or later

I ain't never did shit to impress a hater

Drag a bitch up and down like an elevator

Bitches in my DM, it's onsite when I see'em

Always ready for a fight in the AM or the PM

Scary hoes on the net, beat a bitch till she red

Speaking bad on the girls, and we stepping on ya neck