Big Mad
Boss bitch and my mouth will make a bitch sick
Sit it on his face his lips is popping fuck some lipstick
All these hoes be mad bout a nigga that I ain with Keep these hoes guessing I might be fucking with a whole bitch
I only hang with niggas that's gone shoot ya they gone gun you down
Bitches sneak dissing her baby daddy tryna eat me out
They cute all on the gram but at night he coming to my house
I let him in room he bend me over then he slut me out
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Keep a hoe in check give me my respect imma threat
Niggas breaking bread but Ain no fucking I just want some head
Stepping on they neck he throwing up his set I love rich sex
Bitches love to flex I got em trained like they all my cadets
Gave the nigga back but he still on me like my last hoe
Roll me up a wood and then I face it You know that gas smoke
Ain beefing bout no nigga that's gone come and let that cash flow
Keep these hoes from round me they make me sick and ain gotta cold
Leave it to my niggas they gone buss they aiming for ya dome
Draw down on a nigga pop his top and leave him on the road
No bitches in my circle only niggas that's gone do you hoe
Don't care about no gender reveal this glock and stick all to ya folks
Tryna check me bout a nigga sis that ain yo nigga bitch
If it was you wouldn't taking risk and sending me all this shit
Keep in mind that's some toxic dick ik you lovin' But you look dumb tryna confirm some shit like hoe I ain't no snitch Bitch
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Don't come at me bout a nigga that ignore bitch you bored bitch
Taking all his money like it's a chore but he yours ms
I be on some chill shit tryna get the fam rich
She talking out her neck till I pop up and leave her real hit
Money on my mental ain no bitch that can compare to me
Leave him in his feelings take his money and run back to the street
Too pretty for a nigga no strings attached is how I'm tryna be
All my niggas dead the in my pocket I keep em close to me
Don't play about the fam they say it's smoke then it's a murder scene
Don't post me on yo page you ain my man let's keep it in the sheets
Bitch you can't get mad that he gone always spend that check on me
Face is way too pretty to be cuffed you can't keep up with me
Real chill bitch don't want yo nigga but he loving me
Turnt that nigga up I got you jealous hoe you look up to me
Ion play boi ain carti I got that wap shout out to cardi b
Just wait till I heat up imma be that bitch you always pray to be
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Sit it on his face his lips is popping fuck some lipstick
All these hoes be mad bout a nigga that I ain with Keep these hoes guessing I might be fucking with a whole bitch
I only hang with niggas that's gone shoot ya they gone gun you down
Bitches sneak dissing her baby daddy tryna eat me out
They cute all on the gram but at night he coming to my house
I let him in room he bend me over then he slut me out
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Keep a hoe in check give me my respect imma threat
Niggas breaking bread but Ain no fucking I just want some head
Stepping on they neck he throwing up his set I love rich sex
Bitches love to flex I got em trained like they all my cadets
Gave the nigga back but he still on me like my last hoe
Roll me up a wood and then I face it You know that gas smoke
Ain beefing bout no nigga that's gone come and let that cash flow
Keep these hoes from round me they make me sick and ain gotta cold
Leave it to my niggas they gone buss they aiming for ya dome
Draw down on a nigga pop his top and leave him on the road
No bitches in my circle only niggas that's gone do you hoe
Don't care about no gender reveal this glock and stick all to ya folks
Tryna check me bout a nigga sis that ain yo nigga bitch
If it was you wouldn't taking risk and sending me all this shit
Keep in mind that's some toxic dick ik you lovin' But you look dumb tryna confirm some shit like hoe I ain't no snitch Bitch
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Don't come at me bout a nigga that ignore bitch you bored bitch
Taking all his money like it's a chore but he yours ms
I be on some chill shit tryna get the fam rich
She talking out her neck till I pop up and leave her real hit
Money on my mental ain no bitch that can compare to me
Leave him in his feelings take his money and run back to the street
Too pretty for a nigga no strings attached is how I'm tryna be
All my niggas dead the in my pocket I keep em close to me
Don't play about the fam they say it's smoke then it's a murder scene
Don't post me on yo page you ain my man let's keep it in the sheets
Bitch you can't get mad that he gone always spend that check on me
Face is way too pretty to be cuffed you can't keep up with me
Real chill bitch don't want yo nigga but he loving me
Turnt that nigga up I got you jealous hoe you look up to me
Ion play boi ain carti I got that wap shout out to cardi b
Just wait till I heat up imma be that bitch you always pray to be
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
Bitch mad you'll never get yo dick back
Sit back imma show him how to flip racks
Pretty bitch and I'll keep these bitches big mad
Too bad I'm the bitch these niggas can't bag
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Writer(s): Aniya Culpepper
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