Oh Thats Kodie lyrics

[Intro]
Caught me on my Stacy I'ma dash on her, yuh

[Verse 1]
Real ass n*gga give a f*ck ’bout a trick
2k on the fit putting Prada on my di*k
You can tell that I'm rich than a b*tch
Kodie can't never switch, stay solid as a brick
Pretty b*tch got a attitude and that b*tch is thick
I can tell these n*ggas mad at you cause they be talking sh*t
I can tell these n*ggas waiting on you, waiting for that hit
I can tell these n*ggas on your di*k by how bad do they get
Diddy on my di*k, don’t that get on your nerves b*tch?
Nah don't get on my nerves b*tch
I can touch your nerve b*tch
She giving that head hit a nerve b*tch
I don't even care what you heard b*tch
I don't even think you deserve di*k
Quit waking me up saying you heard sh*t
Quit running to Twitter you bird b*tch (Yessir!)
You freaky ho (Ah!)
I mean you sneaky ho
Can't even believe the ho (What you said?)
I like to tell her that I'm broke
I like to mislead the ho (Dummy)
And you can quit calling my phone cause I don't even need the ho
Real ass n*gga spent too much at Saks Fifth
Bag cost $200,000 on some brag sh*t
Birkin bag swag b*tch, Céline tee not a tag b*tch
You can tell I shop at every motherf*cking flagship
This not Dior but I bet you n*ggas thought it was
Loud as f*ck I ain't even get to start it up
Kodie booted up you can tell the way he light it up
Just cause he poor I can tell he really piping her

[Interlude]
Broke ass n*gga
Broke ass n*gga
You a broke ass n*gga
You a broke ass n*gga, b*tch
Broke ass n*gga
Broke ass n*gga
n*gga, you a broke ass
You a broke, you a broke ass

[Verse 2]
Coupe exotic ride the body
Rock it bop it sock it
Ooh I got pocket rockets
Pop your boy for acting like he got it got
Ass so fat can’t live without it
Handle just like [?]
Japanese that b*tch is psychic
I can sense she wanna pipe it oh oh oh
Lit like a lighter oh oh oh
My coupe wake up neighborhoods no friendly spider, ha ha ha
My b*tch a viper she snake like she paid the piper
You couldn’t even pay to pipe her, your paper lighter
Dunking 'til my pockets getting thick
I cellulite ’em
I sell, you light 'em
I cellulite 'em
I sell, you light 'em
Yeah yuh yuh