Wake Up (feat. Latto) - Ty Bri

Wake Up (feat. Latto)

Ty Bri

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Wake up bad bitch

Wake up smashin' shit (yeah)

Hop out the bed, ooh, swaggin', glamorous

Just got a check, ooh yeah, cashin' it

Fuck around get your whip flipped treatin' me average

Pop off, fuck your knockoff (yeah)

Soufflé, whip your top off (uh)

Bustin', jaw drop

Give your old girl somethin' to talk about

He go berserk when I'm walkin' out

He want dessert, cookie in his mouth

I make that shit look easy

They lookin' at me for the route

I love me some Valentino (yeah)

Them girls is plottin', we know (uh-huh)

I'ma ski up, she get beat up

All while I rock Moschino

Bitches ain't fuckin' with me, though

Need my cream, no Frappuccino (yeah)

Bitch better watch her step

This ain't no frat, but she know

I'ma go hard for them dollars (queen)

Please do not take me to mama (no)

I buy my own designer (yeah)

And I need like three or four commas (uh-huh)

I wanna be on a jet (yeah)

He do that shit for the set (yeah)

Might let him call her collect

If you owe me, you payin' a debt, uh

I got him callin' me baby

He wanna be with me daily (ooh)

Fur mink on me, I'm stylin' (what?)

Pussy pink with low mileage

I ain't got time to gossip

Can't get paid, don't tell me about it (nah)

Get so high, might fuck on a pilot

He blew me, I blocked him, he callin' me private (yeah)

Wake up bad bitch

Wake up smashin' shit (yeah)

Hop out the bed, ooh, swaggin', glamorous

Just got a check, ooh yeah, cashin' it

Fuck around get your whip flipped treatin' me average

Pop off, fuck your knockoff (yeah)

Soufflé, whip your top off (uh)

Bustin', jaw drop

Give your old girl somethin' to talk about

He go berserk when I'm walkin' out

He want dessert, cookie in his mouth

I make that shit look easy

They lookin' at me for the route (Big Latto)

Comin' off the hip with a dirty Glock

Real VVs on me, they Milly Rock (ice)

Got it out the mud, took a different route

Fuck an OnlyFans, got M's in the bank account (cash)

Rearview camera on the Benz when I'm backin' out

20 for a show, guarantee I'ma pack it out

I'ma get the head then leave, I'ma cap 'em down

Still spendin' money quarantined, y'all runnin' out

Wake up bad bitch, pussy talk that cash shit (cash)

Rich bitch, I can't fuck him if he average (hell nah)

Hop up in that C8 and I smash it (skrrt, skrrt)

Draco in the trunk just for a mad bitch (brrt)

Bet I make him forget 'bout his main ho

Got him dodgin' this bitch like Durango

He wanna trap a rich bitch, but I can't go (yeah)

Ty Bri and me, that's what they waitin' for (hey)

I split a bitch wig 'bout that bankroll

Hop out with that stick like a pogo

Ain't scared of nothin', bitch, you a ho-ho (what?)

Put it on him, I might take his whole soul

Wake up bad bitch

Wake up smashin' shit (yeah)

Hop out the bed, ooh, swaggin', glamorous

Just got a check, ooh yeah, cashin' it

Fuck around get your whip flipped treatin' me average

Pop off, fuck your knockoff (yeah)

Soufflé, whip your top off (uh)

Bustin', jaw drop

Give your old girl somethin' to talk about

He go berserk when I'm walkin' out

He want dessert, cookie in his mouth

I make that shit look easy

They lookin' at me for the route

We got big ol' large amounts (yeah, yeah, yeah)

We too lit, we sparkin' out (uh-huh)

Labels hit me up, they callin' now (ayy)

Yeah, I'ma be ballin' out

You got beef, just call it out (yeah)

Guess that's what this all about

'Cause I put waterfall all on his mouth (bitch)

Sex so good, he fallin' out

Typical, lot of you bitches be miserable

Nobody wanna get physical

Me and your nigga, let's see what we finna do

Me and my bitches, we link with a friend or two

We showin' out, we poppin' shit on the couch

Bitches, they know what I'm 'bout

I'm goin' up, might as well pour me a cup

These hoes ain't makin' the cut

Wake up bad bitch

Wake up smashin' shit (yeah)

Hop out the bed, ooh, swaggin', glamorous

Just got a check, ooh yeah, cashin' it

Fuck around get your whip flipped treatin' me average

Pop off, fuck your knockoff (yeah)

Soufflé, whip your top off (uh)

Bustin', jaw drop

Give your old girl somethin' to talk about

He go berserk when I'm walkin' out

He want dessert, cookie in his mouth

I make that shit look easy

They lookin' at me for the route

- It's already the end -