One Day

When you ain't popping she be celibate Wait until a hitta sell a bit Getting naughty nudes for the hell of it Look who turned it to the baddest chick Yeah, Filter flexing with a selfie stick Girl what happened to your self respect Guess a lil' change , change the lil' thangs Now these fraud broads want wedding rings Well imma hit you with the space bar Where were you when we ain't ball Tryna cash in when we 8 ball You a fake fraud & I hate yall Cause my day ones knew one day We'd turn ceiling fans into chandeliers bus tickets into panomeras skrr skrr how we have it Ohh man what a Ride ,Ride , Ride Wrist watch what a Time Time Time Me & my hittas got money to spend Me & my hittas got money to get Oh what a life when your hittas is blessed } X2 Hands to the heavens wr ain't got no stress } X2