That B!tch

Oh it's about to get hectic, I can hear this shit
OH SHIT, It's about to get fucking hectic y'all
(Yeah)
Aye C-Wash, I wasn't prepared for this drop
I forgot all about it
(Shit)
Let's fucking go
Woo

Got em
(Yeah)
I spot em
(Ha)
Got em
I spot em
(Yeah)
Got em
I spot em
Got em

Anytime I walk in
All I hear is click
(Click)
Dripping in that vintage
Yes I'm looking rich
(Rich)
Yes I am that bitch
(Bitch)
Riding with my clique
(Clique)
Filled with boss bitches
Nigga run my shit

Anytime I walk in
All I hear is click
(Click)
Dripping in that vintage
Yes I'm looking rich
(Rich)
Yes I am that bitch
(Bitch)
Riding with my clique
(Clique)
Filled with boss bitches
Nigga run my shit

When I walk in
All I hear is win
(Win)
There could never be another
I don't need a twin
(Twin)
I don't need to sin
And I don't need to tap out
A nigga too smooth
I could blow your bitches back out

Blow your bitches back out
Rather let my nuts hang
I don't even want to hang
With you bum bitches
(Bitch)
With you dumb bitches
(Bitch)
With you slum bitches
(Bitch)
Fucking with the real bosses
Getting down to business
Get to the money and go
Your bitch is at all of my shows
Hold up
(Hold up)
Your nigga fuck with my flow
I hang with all of the pros
Pour up
(Pour up)
Only fucking elite
I hear my name in the streets
Travy told me come and murder the beat
Part of the legends I see
Henri B

Anytime I walk in
All I hear is click
(Click)
Dripping in that vintage
Yes I'm looking rich
(Rich)
Yes I am that bitch
(Bitch)
Riding with my clique
(Clique)
Filled with boss bitches
Nigga run my shit

Anytime I walk in
All I hear is click
(Click)
Dripping in that vintage
Yes I'm looking rich
(Rich)
Yes I am that bitch
(Bitch)
Riding with my clique
(Clique)
Filled with boss bitches
Nigga run my shit

Big ballers
Shot callers
Nigga I'm one of them
Body bags
Cardiac
Your men I slaughter them
Out rap, your whole crew
Shit I ain't part of them
Money talks, Henri walks
Bitch I'm flyer than
I party till the sun up
(Sun up)
Yes, I am a come up
(Come up)
Nigga shut the fuck up, they mad cause I lucked up
(Lucked up)
Bitches think I'm stuck up
Bet I get you fucked up
They mad cause I'm done u
They niggas always run up,
You niggas are some groupies
Preying on this coochie
I'm dripping, I'm too fly
Giving classy hoochie
He wanna buy me rubies
Rubies and pearls
Nigga fuck your lust money
I can give myself the world
Uh

Anytime I walk in
All I hear is click
(Click)
Dripping in that vintage
Yes I'm looking rich
(Rich)
Yes I am that bitch
(Bitch)
Riding with my clique
(Clique)
Filled with boss bitches
Nigga run my shit

Yes, I am that bitch
Also known as a queen
(Queen)
Queen poetic on the beat
The bounce beat shorty
(Aye chop)
Turning up another party
Probably leaving early cause
I need some more ganji
Bitch, please don't kill my vibe
Bumping that tribe called quest
So I can ease all my stress
90's baby, so you know
I am a chill type of lady
No cap faceass
I'm rapping facts faceass
Chill
Let me get in my bag and
Tell y'all how these bitches be lacking
Got to, get to the money and go
Stop comparing, just flow with it
Like you know you winning
Fuck the nonbelievers, fuck these niggas too
Boss bitch, energy, baggy jeans, what you mean
Pulling up, on the scene, with my girl, Henri B
Crushing and killing the beat

Anytime I walk in
All I hear is click
(Click)
Dripping in that vintage
Yes I'm looking rich
(Rich)
Yes I am that bitch
(Bitch)
Riding with my clique
(Clique)
Filled with boss bitches
Nigga run my shit

Anytime I walk in
All I hear is click
(Click)
Dripping in that vintage
Yes I'm looking rich
(Rich)
Yes I am that bitch
(Bitch)
Riding with my clique
(Clique)
Filled with boss bitches
Nigga run my shit



Credits
Writer(s): Henriette Bangoura
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