Deep in my bag
It ain't Birken, issa telly
Don't got a man
But I got niggas on my celly
They got a script
And it's the same thing that they tell me
They wanna cater 2 me
Like michelle & kelly
They want me, but I'm not the one to choose
On a scale of 1-10, love is a one or two
They want all my lovin 'cause it's underused
They be like, mindi, can I get under you?
I'm eating good

And you can see it in my belly
Prada on my neck
I'm walkin by and you can smell me
He said, take off all your clothes
But this nigga not nelly
Sent that boy my cash app
Case he had somethin' the send me

Shit is automatic lil bitch this ain't no semi
I got all these choices be like eenie, minie, money
Told that nigga: Go home, you a roger, you a Kimmy
I like shit direct like a deposit, where's the stimmy?

Deep in my bag
It ain't Birken, issa telly
Don't got a man
But got niggas on my celly
They got a script
It's the same thing that they tell me

They wanna cater to me
Like Michelle and Kelly
And Beyoncé
Had a long day
Of hoping niggas just don't take this shit the wrong way
I'm collected, gotta calm face
Come correct though I'll go andre

Deep in my bag
It ain't Birken, issa telly
Don't got a man
But got niggas on my celly
They got a script
It's the same thing that they tell me
They wanna cater to me
Like Michelle and Kelly