Girl please don’t try to get ya groupie on
Cause you ain’t notice me without my jewelry on
Don’t come around here tryna ask for shit
Cause ima laugh at you you’ll be mad as shit
I could tell who you are by what you wearin'
Type of girl that’s still livin' off her parents
Spent her whole night starin' at the mirror, puttin' make up on that she ain’t paid for
Put a pic on the Gram take 8 more
And she so conceited that you can believe it
And she claim that she different but the same whore
And her outfit another nigga paid for
Not this one though
She got red bottoms and designer clothes
It's more to the world than material
She know all the rappers and a lot of pros
Shorty been around more than Merry Go
She want all your profit and your soul, nigga
Give you what you want just to get ya cash
She tryna steal your heart, she a gold digger
Show her some attention, nigga that's your ass