Bitches

It finna 'bout to snap the tea

I'm not the one the two or the third Bitches be cluck clucking, oh that's a bird No time for the bullshit so fuck what you heard Hoes wait 'til I dump a guy so they can get a turn Checkin' on me so they can see what I be doing Always on the grind, always fine That's how I be moving Checkin' on me, real sexy These hoes they be losing Fake nights and fake likes Who do they be fooling?

The only bread you pussies get is a yeast infection I'm with bad boys and mean girls in thе VIP section I'm a big shark and my body's perfection I could nеver sweat a bitch who talks shit for attention

Big trouble innat lul China Baby stick and move unless you wanna die Baby pick and choose 'cus I made up my mind The way she jivin' to it was a fuckin' vibe She had me kinda zooted, can't imagine why My baby mind in ruins from them city lights Baby kinda losin' me, she knew I tried I made the time for truth but she still told a lie Living lavish baby, got a lotta guala She my Bangkok dangerous take no chances Prolly call my baby bitch cus she my bottom dollar Bitch in triple trouble, Coco, Clair, 'n Marjorie Damsel in distress, she callin' out to God I turnt them rags to riches made my family proud I sailed a thousand seas 'n seen a thousand islands I lived a thousand lives before I found my calling

The Prada the Louis, both mine Your man and his friend, both mine Kissing my ass full time 'cus I look the same offline Pathological liar Bitch you're flat like a tire

Girl built like a vape pen and think that she compare These hoes be fried like the tips of their hair But me? I'm not worried bout a dill pickle bitch Swagless while she's copying my fit

Oh I think they like me, always trying to bite me Got the recipe and it still don't come out like me Oh I think they like me, always trying to bite me

(Living lavish baby, got a lotta guala She my Bangkok dangerous take no chances) Got the recipe and it still don't come out like me (Prolly call my baby bitch cus she my bottom dollar Bitch in triple trouble, Coco, Clair, 'n Marjorie) Damsel in distress, she callin' out to God I turnt them rags to riches made my family proud I sailed a thousand seas 'n seen a thousand islands I lived a thousand lives before I found my calling (yeah)