Cupcakke – Discounts Lyrics

Yeah, must not want me to have to ask
Niggas want smoke, I pass the gas
Milkin’ this shit like half and half
Two nights of the Drac’, that’s back to back
I had a nigga that text my phone like "Bae, get ready, go pack a bag"
Said he on his way, in the back of the cab, I said "Hold on, I have to laugh" (Hahahaha)
On the gang, niggas broke as hell, ain’t doing well, straight buffing
I’m cupcakKe, but I’ll muff a bitch so motherf*ckers just call me "Muffins" (Brrra)
Couple bitches claimin’ they want smoke ’til I pull up with the Dutches
Come around, screamin’ "Ten toes down", be the same bitches with crutches
Yeah, bitch, no, I’m not feelin’ ya
f*ck 12, no pedophilia
Keep a bank with me like Azealia
On the verse, then I’m billy, yeah
Nigga thought he was gettin’ ass
If you show cash, just throw bread
But I think the f*ck not… like Cardi forehead!
Underrated but I know they hate it and ain’t no debating that I’m elevating
Ever since I made it, niggas that I dated acting aggravated, ’cause I’m fragulated
You send ten bands for a verse back but your verse whack so I got you waiting
And every time I send a verse back, they on thin ice ’cause they know I’m skating
And that bitch is lurking on Instagram, tryna find out where my wealth bouncin’
Same bitches walkin’ in Walmart to get free shit in self-checkout
Let it marinate, give it ten seconds
Different L’s, just different lessons
Now this nigga wanna share blessings ’cause the p*ssy tighter than a pair of leggings
I’m cool, nigga, I’m good, nigga
I’m so damn straight
Put a nigga in quarantine when he see the chopper, make ’em don’t leave gate

And when I need that Birkin bag, don’t go in stores, I call up Trey
And you know I stomp the yard in this bitch, when I make wine from the grapes

‘Cause I got discounts on discounts
If you think that I’m soft
And it’s that big discount, bitch
Knockin’ half your shit off
I got discounts on discounts
If you think that I’m soft
Chopper go "Boom, boom, boom, boom"
Knockin’ half your shit off

I need an umbrella
Bitch this drip, drop (What else?)
We in Bora Bora
Takin’ drip trips
I’m in the Rolls Royce
You in a Lyft, Lyft (Skrr)
I heard your album
I just skip, skip
That shit was weak as hell
On the [?]
So fly like Tinkerbell
Foreign [?] my English fail
You out bein’ a hoe, while I’m pickin’ up dough
It look like my pizza fell
Travellin’ from dick to dick
Might as well go get your visa mailed (Hahaha)
I’m on that gang shit
Blow out your brains bitch
I had your family holdin’ up signs, like "Say his name, bitch" (On God)
Don’t get too anxious
‘Cause shit get dangerous
This bitch didn’t wax my eyebrows right, went out with a bang, bitch
You are a nobody with nobodies
And you shaped with no body (God damn)
Gon’ make a nigga put a date on me, yeah call him Yo Gotti
My whips got horsepowers, so I might as well pick a Megan for hotties
Bitch got bars and love [?] Did I drop soap? Yeah, probably

‘Cause I got discounts on discounts
If you think that I’m soft
And it’s that big discount, bitch
Knockin’ half your shit off
I got discounts on discounts
If you think that I’m soft
Chopper go "Boom, boom, boom, boom"
Knockin’ half your shit off