My Ways - Tiara Thomas

I never throw hands over niggas

I don’t love that man

But I’ll definitely throw a grand to a stripper

God damn look at all those bands

Look, bitch, I’m tryna change my ways

Stay strapped up just in case

I’m a good girl on the low

But I just can’t trust these hoes

Pulled up in a black like Malcolm

Higher than a motherfucking falcon

Stunting on some bitches from Carlton

Never trust a nigga like how come, ooh

Bitch, I’m tryna change my ways

Bitch, I’m tryna change my ways

Bitch, I’m tryna change my ways

Bitch, I’m tryna change my.

aye

I got pimp juice in my blood

I stay strapped up just because

Bitch you wish that I hated myself, hated myself

I dropped a label, I’m faded, I’m faded

I made it myself, made it myself

Oh I’m so wavy, I rode the wave, bitch, I’m Michael Phelps

I spent a stack on my belt

Rolling my hips, that’s my pelvis

These bitches think that I’m Elvis

These bitches think that I’m selfish

Truth is these bitches is helpless

Chewing these bitches like relish

These bitches think that I’m.woah!

Boy, I’m tryna change my taste

These niggas is a waste

Bitch, I’m tryna change my ways

Bitch, I’m tryna change my ways

Bitch, I’m tryna change my ways

Bitch, I’m tryna change my.

aye

I got pimp juice in my blood

I stay strapped up just because