[Intro: Juicy J]
(Tay Keith, what the fuck up, nigga?)
I say "Weak-ass", you say "Bitch"
Weak-ass, bitch, weak-ass, bitch
When I say "Weak-ass", you say "Bitch" (Hitmaka)
Weak-ass, bitch, weak-ass, bitch
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
[Chorus: Rican Da Menace]
She a big, big flipper, a money getter (Getter)
She gon' pop that right in your pockets, if y'all don't tip her (Give me that)
She a wolf, grain gripper, a lane switcher (What?)
She gon' pop that right in your pockets, if y'all don't tip her (Huh?)
First name Classic (Bitch), middle name Nasty (Ooh)
Broke gang sus, but a bitch ain't laughin' (Haha)
I can't fuck with bitch niggas, broke niggas ashy (Yeah)
Pull up on me, bitch is you dumb? I'm just askin' (Hello, the fuck?)
[Verse 1: Rican Da Menace & Juicy J]
Hoes fightin' over niggas, they so out of line (They out of line)
Bitch ain't got no business, why she all in mine? (Get the fuck out)
Ran up all these M's before I'm twenty-five (Yeah, bitch)
If it ain't an AP, ho', that's just a waste of time (Yeah, ho')
Pulled off on Wafi with a flooded neck (Neck)
I don't wanna hear no talkin', 'less you got a check (Check)
Goofy bitch, stop bluffin', you think you a threat? (The fuck?)
Rich bitch from my city, what you expect?
When I say "Weak-ass", you say "Bitch"
Weak-ass, bitch, weak-ass, bitch
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
[Chorus: Rican Da Menace & Moneybagg Yo]
She a big, big flipper, a money getter (Getter)
She gon' pop that right in your pockets, if y'all don't tip her (Give me that)
She a wolf, grain gripper, a lane switcher (What?)
She gon' pop that right in your pockets, if y'all don't tip her (Huh?)
First name Classic (Bitch), middle name Nasty (Ooh)
Broke gang sus, but a bitch ain't laughin' (Haha)
I can't fuck with bitch niggas, broke niggas ashy (Uh, uh, uh)
Pull up on me, bitch is you dumb? I'm just askin' (Hello? Go)
[Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo]
Matte-black Lambo, ashy (Skrrt)
Quarter-pound of truffle, smell it when you walk past me (Go)
Yeah, we can play around, long as we got an understandin' (Yeah)
You're cut off soon as you fuck up, you don't get too many chances (How you comin'?)
Look how I mix the Prada sweater with Bottega slippers (Splash)
Call me Mr. Put-It-On, certified dripper (Bag)
She want a player that's gon' slut her out and spend whatever (Splurge)
I can build a bitch from scratch, eight figure nigga (Gone)
[Chorus: Rican Da Menace]
She a big, big flipper, a money getter (Getter)
She gon' pop that right in your pockets, if y'all don't tip her (Give me that)
She a wolf, grain gripper, a lane switcher (What?)
She gon' pop that right in your pockets, if y'all don't tip her (Huh?)
First name Classic (Bitch), middle name Nasty (Ooh)
Broke gang sus, but a bitch ain't laughin' (Haha)
I can't fuck with bitch niggas, broke niggas ashy (Yeah)
Pull up on me, bitch is you dumb? I'm just askin' (Hello, the fuck?)
