Controlla Lyrics

Girl you bad

Yea yea, yea yea yea

Girl you bad but I aint tryna control ya

I could tell you got a man he aint tryna let go of ya

But girl you should know

You could fuck with a real nigga

Someone informed

That'll tell you how to ride it

Show you the ropes

Bad body for no reason

Show him you wont

Show him you wont

Cause that mans got you working and I can tell that he's not driven

You know hes not driven

Lemme fill you with children

While im pourin my feelins

Aint pass up no line if you came with no limits

Came with limits

Came with no limits

Started a brand I dont know how tell em

Reached in the pockets of his monthly payments just so i could feel rockafella

I'll be like 5 down the road if you twitchin for druggies take off to coachella

Hand over perkys to numb out the feelins I had way before I had settled

And if they ask where im headed

Go and tell em im better

Im sharper than ever

Tryna reach hall of fame

'Fore my belt heavy metal

I dont reach for any money

If I see em they bluffy

Honestly they imprisoned

Out they head 'fore im in it

I dont see no one different

If they involved

Bidness a bid and

Niggas just pimpin

But girl you should know

You could fuck with a real nigga

Someone informed

That'll tell you how to ride it

Show you the ropes

Bad body for no reason

Show him you wont

Show him you wont