​​​​charlotte flair

[Intro]
Ayy, ha

[Chorus]
Count the racks, I make sure it's all there
Ayy, white ho think I'm cool, she like my hair
Uh, she don't like the trap, she said she scared
Ayy, fuck nigga broke, he said that life ain't fair
Uh, left her on the road, said, "I don't care"
Flex up on that nigga like Ric Flair
Yeah, flex up on a bitch like Charlotte Flair

[Verse]
Yeah, sneak up in his crib like I'm not there
Yeah, rappin' for this shit like [?]
Mmh, she won't fuck with him, she think he weird
Yeah, I sip lean, that nigga sippin' beer
But, one wrong move, I'll fuck a bitch, no [?]
Yeah, I spend money like a millionaire
Uh, push up on the gang, I wouldn't dare
Yeah, can't go up, I think I'm [?]
I know your—, yeah, I know your bitch, she love Amiri
She took a pic' in my mirror
I pop this pilly, and now I'm delirious
He think he cool 'cause he look mysterious
He think I'm playing, but bitch, I am serious
This fuckin' Glock hit his ass, he bi-curious
I put my cock in her ass on her period
I do not fuck with a first period
I do not fuck with a second period
I do not fuck with a third period
Nigga, fuck school, this shit gettin' ridiculous
Give her a gift, now she think I'm [?]
Give her a Perc', she think it's the [?]
Give me a Xan', don't know the difference
Shoot from the [?]

[Chorus]
Count the racks, I make sure it's all there
Ayy, white ho think I'm cool, she like my hair
Uh, she don't like the trap, she said she scared
Ayy, fuck nigga broke, he said that life ain't fair
Uh, left her on the road, said, "I don't care"
Flex up on that nigga like Ric Flair
Yeah, flex up on a bitch like Charlotte Flair

[Outro]
Bye-bye!