Do tell (Non-Explicit)

Lyrics

[Chorus]
What’s wrong with bein’ ratchet do tell
My b*****s catching static for the records that they sell Callin me a sinner, you can go to hell
Man this p**** so good that’s why we finna screw ourselves
Said what’s wrong with bein’ ratchet do tell
My b*****s catching static for the records that they sell Callin me a sinner, you can go to hell
Man this p**** so good that’s why we finna screw ourselves
[Verse 1]
When your pretty like nicki only f*** with anacondas he gettin sticky icky but he ain’t smoking the ganja lick me he start tripping like my body iowaska
Soy la mami venezolana necesito papi Wikanda
No soy muñeca no soy princesa ay
Soy rapera rompiendo barreras vale da me respeto
Me llamas puta no me molesta Ya lo sabe te gustan mis letras Ándale órale Cálmate comame mami intensa
Soy entrada don’t you treat me like a Tapa
You can’t eat me on the side im the whole enchilada got that Tony like Montana now we skiing in cabanas Real ones never die we just hideout in Havana
I walk in they just yell World star I kill these fools with my first bar Me and daddy gone earn ours driving his and hers car
Not mario andretti but cardi gon let me
teach her to drive I be gassin
hugging the curve fashion nova tear up the track Danica Patrick
[Chorus]
What’s wrong with bein’ ratchet do tell
My b*****s catching static for the records that they sell Callin me a sinner, you can go to hell
Man this p**** so good that’s why we finna screw ourselves
Said what’s wrong with bein’ ratchet do tell
My b*****s catching static for the records that they sell Callin me a sinner, you can go to hell
Man this p**** so good that’s why we finna screw ourselves
[Verse 2]
Mira Mira Mira Mira Mira mi corona
la reina en los calles en la cama soy cabrona
Out her making art and breaking hearts like Casanova It’s all love but I don’t love all Anna kournikova
Causality, Bitch don’t come after me
This swag came naturally Make bars like a xanax factory Woo mad at me, ran out of battery
You Prius bitch I’ma Tesla elan gon name one after me
apple make an app for me my rap game berserk bitch
spit so dirty stain your shirt can’t get it off with detergent Don’t test me pay me what you owe to me
So dope I’m blessed like pope Francis with coke in his rosary
I been a really good girl all week been curvin all these ragers Now I wanna turn all the way up get on my worst behavior
Dj play that freaky stuff this booty needs to twerk
Ima tell my mom right now I won’t make it to church
[Chorus]
What’s wrong with bein’ ratchet do tell
My b*****s catching static for the records that they sell
Callin me a sinner, you can go to hell
Man this p**** so good that’s why we finna screw ourselves
Said what’s wrong with bein’ ratchet do tell
My b*****s catching static for the records that they sell Callin me a sinner, you can go to h***
Man this p***y so good that’s why we finna screw ourselves