Curious - Molly Brazy

Who you think you foolin'?

Not us

You better show us some money or somethin'

Not in them pics, I know that’s your brothers

I know that you broke, if you like it, I love it

Count contagious, broke two calculators

But I can still solve an equation, you bitches is basic

I’m startin' to run out of patience

I’m startin' to run out of pages

Don’t copy my swag

I know I’m drippin' in sauce

We know who really a boss

My feelings got lost

Probably the day I got crossed

Or probably the day that I walked

Fuck all the talk

Bitches on Twitter, get off

Pull up and show me you raw

Show me your heart

Show me you swimmin' with sharks or you gon' be swimmin' with sharks (Bitch)

I’m from the Scud, I’m serious (Uh-huh)

Who you gon' scud?

I’m curious (Who?)

You cannot fuck with me period (Uh)

I think my shoes on they period (Period)

Bitches be quoting my lyrics (My lyrics)

Then tryna act like they ain’t hear it, huh

My Off is whiter than Britney

Like I dropped my shit in some cereal

I’m in the crib hearin' spirits

No LOL, I’m serious

These hoes watch my Twitter

When they don’t even watch they own children

We don’t show pistols, we carry 'em

No, we don’t just tote 'em, we use 'em

I told my brothers to bury 'em

He smokin' shit like it’s hookah

He smokin' shit like it’s Cookie

Think a pipe broke in my pussy

My shit is so wet, I bought me a TEC 'cause he tryna hide in my bushes

Tell the feds keep it pushin'

I don’t know nothin', I’m solid

You make him come out his pants

But I make him come out his pockets

I’m tryna run up these commas, they tryna cause a distraction

I had to get out the D 'cause I got a plug out in Cali

I got a plug out in Dallas, we bomin' back with fours

We runnin' through it like Forrest, they tryna kick it, Chuck Norris

I’m breakin' bread with the wolves, I’m eatin' supper with lions

This where the lawyer get hired, 'cause this where the jeweler retire

I had to get me some diamonds, they takin' cover, who shootin'?

I spend the guap, Gucci, this shit Emilio Pucci

I had to get me some PJs, I did this shit in my PJs

In here stretchin', Elay, y’all niggas funny, Deray

My location GA, blow out your candles, B-day

Get your life erased, tell all your friends, PA

Public announcement, wrist like a fountain

Bitches be followin', I come around

Get 'em a wig, these bitches is clowns

Took everything, these bitches is grounded

I don’t need friends, just an accountant

Money in mountains, look at the counter

I gotta pat bitches down like a bouncer

I gotta pat niggas down like a, woo

Think with your head or give me your head

We back to back, but we still ahead

We still ahead, that’s facts

They tryna beat, that’s wack

Drum on the chop, just ask

Whoever I’m with, that’s Jas

And we from the Scud, I’m serious

Who you gon' scud?

I’m curious

Who you think you foolin'?

Not us

You better show us some money or somethin'

Not in them pics, I know that’s your brothers

I know that you broke, if you like it, I love it

Count contagious, broke two calculators

But I can still solve an equation, you bitches is basic

I’m startin' to run out of patience

I’m startin' to run out of pages

Don’t copy my swag

I know I’m drippin' in sauce

We know who really a boss

My feelings got lost

Probably the day I got crossed

Or probably the day that I walked

Fuck all the talk

Bitches on Twitter, get off

Pull up and show me you raw

Show me your heart

Show me you swimmin' with sharks or you gon' be swimmin' with sharks (Bitch)