Pricey - Saucy Santana

It’s trax season bruh

I ain’t talkin on the phone

Broke boy leave me alone

I’m too pricey

(Too price, too price, too pricey)

50 shots of Patron

Ya baby mama favorite song

I ain’t tryna be ya wifey

Baby boy don’t wife me

Long hair, don’t care

Pussy whoa, rick flare

Let’s get high

(Get high, get high, get hight)

All my baddies with the shits

Cartier to cool my wrist

We too icy, icy, too icy, icy

Bitch I’m a problem

I ain’t tryna take ya man, I’m tryna stall him

Bitch he the problem

Late creeping, always cheating

Baby girl you better call him

I like a grown man, big stacks, big tax

You at forever 21, baby we shoppin' at saks

I’m uncle sam to you hoes.

and I’m always charging tax

And it’s never to my face, you talk dat shit behind my back

Uh, and bitch I’m still a problem

In Miami drop top, breezing through the Bell Harbor

Big bank, full tank, full throttle

Walk a bitch down like a motherfuckin' model

Nigga try your luck, baby boy spin the bottle

Pussy preachin to that nigga, now I got him feelin gospel

I’m flier than you hoes, whether a jet or a airplane

Who gassin up these bitch, that’s enough of the propane

I ain’t talkin on the phone

Broke boy leave me alone

I’m too pricey

(Too price, too price, too pricey)

50 shots of Patron

Ya baby mama favorite song

I ain’t tryna be ya wifey

Baby boy don’t wife me

Long hair, don’t care

Pussy whoa, rick flare

Let’s get high

(Get high, get high, get high)

All my baddies with the shits

Cartier to cool my wrist

We too icy, icy, too icy, icy

Hold on, hold on

Boy what’s deal

Is you gon cash out on the motherfuckin bill

You gotta pay for that thing Lauryn Hiil

Pussy bald, lil bill, want the tea, here’s the spill

I’m snatchin wigs, make sure you bring ya cap

I’m off the chain, bitch you know I’m off the map

Lookin for a dope dealer, meet at the trap

Walk in feel the room, ain’t no space for no gap

Uh, Fendi shoes, bitch I’m fresh off the porch

Ha, you was hot now it’s time to pass the torch

I’m Snow White and you bitches is my dwarfs

I’m the source, I’m the force

Passing bitches in my Porsche

I’m the one not the two

I’m his bae, not the boo

It’s giving wifey, it’s giving wifey

I make it do what it do

That’s on period pooh, I’m too shiesty

I’m too shiesty

I ain’t talkin on the phone

Broke boy leave me alone

I’m too pricey

(Too price, too price, too pricey)

50 shots of Patron

Ya baby mama favorite song

I ain’t tryna be ya wifey

Baby boy don’t wife me

Long hair, don’t care

Pussy whoa, rick flare

Let’s get high

(Get high, get high, get high)

All my baddies with the shits

Cartier to cool my wrist

We too icy, icy, too icy, icy