lirik lagu megan thee stallion – uber driver flow
[intro: megan thee stallion]
tryna keep my pockets swole, i don’t answer to n-body
if it ain’t about the money then it ain’t about nuttin
[verse 1: megan thee stallion]
somebody call a uber and get this b-tch away from me
dirty ratchet b-tch wanna fight but i’m too maybelline
get this b-tch a hug or some drugs or some tissue please
i don’t know what her issue is, i don’t know where her n-gg- been
i ain’t no [?] b-tch but my outfit be talking sh-t (b-tch)
running through the mall with your daddy, he bought all this sh-t
i gotta keep breaking hoes out (break em out)
’cause my name stay in these hoes mouth (yeah)
i can bet on they -ss like the south
living like a vacay, taking off
ay, lighting up my phone, he like “megan, what you on?”
i’m like “chillin, getting money, sipping henny in this thong”
he say “girl, i’m finna come see”
i said “nah, n-gg-, stay where you be”
i don’t need your b-tch trippin’ on me
mr crab -ss hoe, salty (ahh)
[chorus: wiz khalifa & megan thee stallion]
i’m tryna find a way that i can spend all of this paper (make this paper n-gg-)
i’m riding round, i’m chiefing loud
i’m tryna keep my pockets on swole (tryna keep my pockets swole)
i do just what i want, don’t see myself answering to no one (i don’t answer to n-body)
ain’t bout the money, then i’m not involved (if it ain’t about the money then it ain’t about nuttin)
[verse 2: megan thee stallion]
what the f-ck i did? what the f-ck i do?
sad -ss hoe, still mad, what’s new?
came in this b-tch with the too live crew
and a two-piece looking like new-new
everythang on fleek, yo’ old b-tch so weak
yo’ best friend my freak and yo n-gg- take me to eat
pop that, pop that, pop that, pop that, pop that sh-t, don’t stop
ah, wop, wop, wop, wop, wop, booty on jiggle when i walk
ay, she d-mn near wrecked my car
tryna drive all on this bar (d-mn)
b-tch i am a star, i live next door to mars (ay)
i ain’t with the drama, i ain’t with the drama (i ain’t really with it n-gg-)
don’t be blowing up my phone, call your baby mama (call your baby mama n-gg-)
if you hit me more than twice it must be ’bout some money (motherf-ckin’ money)
ay, i’m just being real, i ain’t actin’ funny (ay)
[chorus: wiz khalifa & megan thee stallion]
i’m tryna find a way that i can spend all of this paper (make this paper n-gg-)
i’m riding round, i’m chiefing loud
i’m tryna keep my pockets on swole (tryna keep my pockets swole)
i do just what i want, don’t see myself answering to no one (i don’t answer to n-body)
ain’t bout the money, then i’m not involved (if it ain’t about the money then it ain’t about nuttin)
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