LightSkinKeisha, Kash Doll - On Read lyrics
LightSkinKeisha
Kash Doll [Arkeisha Antoinette Knight] Detroit, Michigan, U.S. 🇺🇸
[LightSkinKeisha, Kash Doll - On Read lyrics]
He better be ready to spend that motherfucking bag
I need my motherfuckin' bills paid
I need my hair done, nigga I need like thirty inches of fucking Brazilian, nigga
If he ain't breaking bread leave
Him on read (On read)
If he ain't breaking bread leave
Him on read (On read)
If he ain't breaking bread leave
Him on read (On read)
I need my bills paid, nigga, and I want head
Yeah, light skin boss bitch, get him off bitch
Hit the store
Swiping everything for what it cost bitch
All that dripping I been doing
I could be a faucet
Got that fire
Yeah, that pussy wet, I'm talking Voss bitch
Credit card fraud, making sure the lid match
Leave the store with hella bags
Yeah we slid that
Give my girl a high five, bitch, we did that
Navigation, pull me right up where that crib at
Time to fix my wig back
Designer be mix matched
He ain't breaking bread
He on read, don't get shit back
Fuckin' 'round
My nails done, we doing Chanel runs
Nigga, cut me in, I need to know 'bout when them bills come
Pretty face gon' fool 'em, we hit licks
Pussy off the chain, I got that sweet finesse
Competition dead, I lay my beefs to rest
Left him on read and now he's depressed
He ain't breaking bread
Leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it
Nigga, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead
Just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)
If he ain't breaking bread leave
Him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it
Nigga don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead
Just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head
Look
I asked the big boss nigga where the
Bread at? (Where the bread at?)
Gotta top me off, nigga, where the head at?
Need that Amex card with no limit (Cha-ching)
Come on don't be scared to let
A real bitch spin it
Stiff bitch
Like it when my money don't bend
Told a whole knot just to spend
It with my best friend
Nigga bet not tell me what he won't do
You bought the last bitch one, I'ma need two
'Cause bag talk is the wave
Nigga I ain't playing
If I'm arching
I'm charging, the fuck you saying?
Told you that my love language is monetary
Put some money on my books
Nigga, call it commissary
Before a nigga sample my abilities
He gon' have to pay all these utilities
I want my hair done
Nails done, rent paid, too
Do I look like a tennis shoe bitch to you?
Nigga, period
He ain't breaking bread
Leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it
Nigga, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead
Just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)
If he ain't breaking bread leave
Him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it
Nigga don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead
Just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head
If he ain't breaking bread leave him on read
Period
Plus I want head
Bitch, I ain't scared, period
Diamonds on me shining like a lighthouse
Period
Broke niggas tryna holler
Ears ain't hearing it
Automatic start
Let it park, I ain't steering it
Boss bitch
Make yo' girlfriend try and mirror it
Bank account comma, zero, zero, zero it
Put that on God, make him nod, like heroin
He ain't breaking bread
Leave him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it
Nigga, don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead
Just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head (Period)
If he ain't breaking bread leave
Him on read (Period)
And if you ain't gon do it
Nigga don't say it (Period)
And pimpin' ain't dead
Just these hoes scared (Period)
I need my bills paid and I want head
Y'all niggas always tryna get a bitch number
Like no nigga
You can't have my number, nigga
I don't wanna talk to you
Broke-ass nigga, the fuck?
You know what it take to talk
To a bitch like me?
Nigga first of all
Is you gonna get my nails done? Period
Because you know I like them long shits with
All them mother fucking rhinestones and shit
Like, nigga, stop motherfucking playing
Nigga, I like 5-star dinners too
I want some motherfucking pasta
Shrimp, steak, all that shit, nigga
Do it look like
Don't take me to fucking Popeyes nigga
Do it look like I want a
Two piece and a biscuit bitch?
Like no nigga, I wanna eat the fuck up
Nigga I'm tryna get full, nigga, like period
And I need my bills paid
And I need my hair done
You know I like frontals, period
I need my edges motherfucking laid
Like, what's wrong with y'all broke-ass niggas?
Don't even try to approach me
You're gonna get left on read
On purpose
I'ma make sure that you can see that I left your ass on read
The fuck?