[Hook]
I can't fuck with these hoes, they trippin' (no no)
We rich n' now they see me different
I can't fuck with these hoes, they trippin' (no no)
Red lace on, now these bitches strippin'
[Verse 1]
Lil bitches in my mind, get wiped out (wipe)
You are an error covered up with some Wite-Out
Penthouse, bitch I'm livin' in the White House (White House)
Workin' hard so I think I'm gon' need that check right now (right right)
Loud gas, neighbors askin' can we pipe down (pipe down)
Gucci on me and there's bitches tryna come around
Ay, double down infinity how I'm spendin' shit (ay)
Trail of tears, we guide these bitches up in the tent
Take hit, I don't want you (no)
In the club, tryna find you (no)
Y'all niggas get scared, cause demons gon' hunt you
Come thru, come thru (thru)
Get served by the new king
Ya'll hoes still rockin' trues on '09 middle school teams
[Hook]
Man I can't fuck with these hoes (no no)
We gettin' rich n' now they see me different (ay)
I can't fuck with these hoes (it's a no no)
Red lace on, now these bitches strippin'
[Bridge]
I really cannot fuck with these hoes (and that's a no no)
My ice froze and soda be gettin' cold
Man I really cannot fuck with these hoes (and that's a no no)
They see the gold, these hoes they sold their soul
[Verse 2]
And I don't get it (don't get it)
Ralph on my denim (denim)
Bitch hope the windows tinted
Y'all niggas can't see in 'em
Got three tats don't mean shit
But I still gon' fuck wit' em
Had to spend [?]
Bout to drop out cause I hate school (ay, ay)
Whole gang gon' make moves
We take dubs we can't lose
And it's a doozie (a doozie)
Flex once, you gon lose me (no)
Livin' up wit' that Gucci
[?] spray shit like a uzi
Niggas got issues
Bitch swear to God you gon' shoot me
[?] usually
Don't get caught loosely (loosely)
Young nigga really trappin' shit
Get diced up by Bruce Lee (Bruce Lee)
Look at me like "ooh wee!"
Y'all hoes still so goofy
That's honestly and truly ain't no uzi
Please don't do me
[Hook]
Cause I really cannot fuck with these hoes (and that's a no no)
We gettin' rich n' now they see me different
I can't fuck with these hoes (and that's a no no)
Red lace on, now these bitches strippin'
Lunar was written by LIamette.
Lunar was produced by Ziti Beats.