Face on Black Card

Ho, I couldn't care less Over a nigga, I would never stress

Bitch mad, got her pressed Say she bout it, let's put it to the test

My face on black card, beauty never runnin' out

I'm really her, and bout that bitch, I ain't never ever in doubt

Ride my own way the fuck, I ain't never ever chasin' clout

Only met him once, he ready to fill up my bank account

Hold my wrist up, cause round here, bitch, I'm big dawg

I could get you gone, nigga, with just one phone call

That boy tellin' you maybe, my nigga, don't say no at all

If I want it, then I got it, bitch, it's mine.