Yeah Bitch
Yeah, yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Count up quick fast (fast)
Niggas big mad cause I'm on the bitch ass
You a, you a bitch, yeah (bitch, yeah)
Yall look sick, yeah (sick, yeah)
Poppin' shit, yeah (shit, yeah)
Pull up with the stick, yeah (stick, yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Why the fuck you bumpin'? (bumpin')
Who you talking to? (who you talking to?)
Better make way, real nigga walking through (walking through)
I don't talk to you (I don't talk to you)
Bitch, I'll cough on you (I'll cough on you)
Standing on the table doing shit that bosses do (doing bosses do)
I got Amiris on (Amiris on), all my jewelry on (all my jewely on)
Diamonds, water, Schlitterbahn
And my bitch titties silicone
Now, get your pretty on (pretty on)
I get my Diddy on (get my Diddy on)
Worth some milion, talk shit just like Milly on (Milly on)
Oh, you froze, huh? (froze, huh)
Got them bows, huh? (bows, huh)
Dese niggas kno, huh? (kno, huh)
Ain't never been no hoe, huh? (hoe, huh)
Oh, we swole, huh? (swole, huh)
Wipe his nose, huh? (wipe his nose, huh)
Rock dem shows, huh? (rock dem shows, huh)
You got it out the bowl, huh? (the bowl, huh)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Count up quick fast (fast)
Niggas big mad cause I'm on the bitch ass
You a, you a bitch, yeah (bitch, yeah)
Yall look sick, yeah (sick, yeah)
Poppin' shit, yeah (shit, yeah)
Pull up with the stick, yeah (stick, yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I'm the shit
Yeah I'm a walking lick, got over a dollar on my wrist
Shoulda been a model with all this drip
Bitch suck dick, she got too much lip
Nigga having paper, might buy her some hips
Chain on my neck like a tide of a ship
Last nigga played, got laid, he kilt
Heard jumped out with a hundred round clip
Send me the addy, I'll get it there, bitch wanna fuck on a mill-naire
In the trap, gotta wrap it and seal it up
Catch a opp, no stuntin' get fifty for him
Yeah, bitch I'm lit (lit)
Yeah, bitch I'm rich (I'm rich)
I ain't trippin' bout shit still will send a blitz (Boom boom!)
She wanna pop that pussy in a Penthouse
Trap out apartments, go and get a Benz out
Nigga talk tough in his raps, I doubt it
Them ain't VV's, them diamonds there clouded
Still got M's, make sells in the alley
Weighing up ounces in the back of a Audi
Give me house, I'ma roll about it
How they kill your partner and you know about it?
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Count up quick fast (fast)
Niggas big mad cause I'm on the bitch ass
You a, you a bitch, yeah (bitch, yeah)
Yall look sick, yeah (sick, yeah)
Poppin' shit, yeah (shit, yeah)
Pull up with the stick, yeah (stick, yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah), yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Count up quick fast (fast)
Niggas big mad cause I'm on the bitch ass
You a, you a bitch, yeah (bitch, yeah)
Yall look sick, yeah (sick, yeah)
Poppin' shit, yeah (shit, yeah)
Pull up with the stick, yeah (stick, yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Why the fuck you bumpin'? (bumpin')
Who you talking to? (who you talking to?)
Better make way, real nigga walking through (walking through)
I don't talk to you (I don't talk to you)
Bitch, I'll cough on you (I'll cough on you)
Standing on the table doing shit that bosses do (doing bosses do)
I got Amiris on (Amiris on), all my jewelry on (all my jewely on)
Diamonds, water, Schlitterbahn
And my bitch titties silicone
Now, get your pretty on (pretty on)
I get my Diddy on (get my Diddy on)
Worth some milion, talk shit just like Milly on (Milly on)
Oh, you froze, huh? (froze, huh)
Got them bows, huh? (bows, huh)
Dese niggas kno, huh? (kno, huh)
Ain't never been no hoe, huh? (hoe, huh)
Oh, we swole, huh? (swole, huh)
Wipe his nose, huh? (wipe his nose, huh)
Rock dem shows, huh? (rock dem shows, huh)
You got it out the bowl, huh? (the bowl, huh)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Count up quick fast (fast)
Niggas big mad cause I'm on the bitch ass
You a, you a bitch, yeah (bitch, yeah)
Yall look sick, yeah (sick, yeah)
Poppin' shit, yeah (shit, yeah)
Pull up with the stick, yeah (stick, yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah, I'm the shit
Yeah I'm a walking lick, got over a dollar on my wrist
Shoulda been a model with all this drip
Bitch suck dick, she got too much lip
Nigga having paper, might buy her some hips
Chain on my neck like a tide of a ship
Last nigga played, got laid, he kilt
Heard jumped out with a hundred round clip
Send me the addy, I'll get it there, bitch wanna fuck on a mill-naire
In the trap, gotta wrap it and seal it up
Catch a opp, no stuntin' get fifty for him
Yeah, bitch I'm lit (lit)
Yeah, bitch I'm rich (I'm rich)
I ain't trippin' bout shit still will send a blitz (Boom boom!)
She wanna pop that pussy in a Penthouse
Trap out apartments, go and get a Benz out
Nigga talk tough in his raps, I doubt it
Them ain't VV's, them diamonds there clouded
Still got M's, make sells in the alley
Weighing up ounces in the back of a Audi
Give me house, I'ma roll about it
How they kill your partner and you know about it?
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Count up quick fast (fast)
Niggas big mad cause I'm on the bitch ass
You a, you a bitch, yeah (bitch, yeah)
Yall look sick, yeah (sick, yeah)
Poppin' shit, yeah (shit, yeah)
Pull up with the stick, yeah (stick, yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Yeah bitch yeah (yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Markies Deandre Conway, Devarius Dontez Moore, Carron Washington
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