Come Again?
You a bitch
Fuckin bitch ass hoe
You fuckin' bitch
Come again?
Huh? What? Ay, ay, ay, ay
WHAT
Who the fuck you think to talking to, bitch
I could tell you really ain't about shit, ay
I just need the money I ain't fiendin' for no dick, uh
I been paper chasing, you just waiting like a lick
Talking out your ass you fucking liars make me sick, uh
Talking shit but bitch you on the outside looking in, ay
Told her you ain't in my class, bitch you get dismissed quick
Got a lot of bitches did me dirty on my shit list
I don't waste no time 'cus that shit not up in my budget ay
Do my little dance I know all y'all bitches love it uh
Stalking me in public when I'm shopping out at Publix uh
When I shoot my shot you know I'm only hitting buckets ay
Middle fingers up fuck you bitches
Burn in hell uh
Stand behind these bars but I ain't locked up in a cell
All these haters praying, wishing that I fucking fell, well
Love to disappoint 'cus bitch I'm doing swell
Yeah, uh, mm, Milli
Ay, ay, ay, ay
WHAT
Who the fuck you think to talking to, bitch
I could tell you really ain't about shit, ay
I just need the money I ain't fiendin' for no dick, uh
I been paper chasing, you just waiting like a lick
Fuckin bitch ass hoe
You fuckin' bitch
Come again?
Huh? What? Ay, ay, ay, ay
WHAT
Who the fuck you think to talking to, bitch
I could tell you really ain't about shit, ay
I just need the money I ain't fiendin' for no dick, uh
I been paper chasing, you just waiting like a lick
Talking out your ass you fucking liars make me sick, uh
Talking shit but bitch you on the outside looking in, ay
Told her you ain't in my class, bitch you get dismissed quick
Got a lot of bitches did me dirty on my shit list
I don't waste no time 'cus that shit not up in my budget ay
Do my little dance I know all y'all bitches love it uh
Stalking me in public when I'm shopping out at Publix uh
When I shoot my shot you know I'm only hitting buckets ay
Middle fingers up fuck you bitches
Burn in hell uh
Stand behind these bars but I ain't locked up in a cell
All these haters praying, wishing that I fucking fell, well
Love to disappoint 'cus bitch I'm doing swell
Yeah, uh, mm, Milli
Ay, ay, ay, ay
WHAT
Who the fuck you think to talking to, bitch
I could tell you really ain't about shit, ay
I just need the money I ain't fiendin' for no dick, uh
I been paper chasing, you just waiting like a lick
Credits
Writer(s): Hannah Lamm
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.