Fuccin Up a Bag

I know it make
You real mad
Damn near angry
Had to walk away
From the shit
That's what made me
Had to show him
I'm that bitch
Yeah I'm crazy
I'm peeping shit
That's just how it been lately
Down to coast baby
Life it enslaved me
Powers what it gave me
Time for a change
And I'm leading frankly
I never make him beg for it
You mad but you adore me
Hold on now watch me floor it

I got a new purse
Yeah a new bag
I put me first
And dismissed his ass
Them voices in my head
Tell me get him
My bad
Stop playing with me pussy
Cause I want this shit to bad

What
It's Liz
Say what
It's Liz

You pussy
And you mad
Cause it's fuck you the best never had
Imma dog
Yeah real bad
It's my time so I'm fuccin' up a bag
Fuccin up a bag

I'm fuccin' up commas
I'm fuccin' up commas nigga
I do what I wanna
Take care of my mama nigga
Rocket pocket
Fuck my man to sleep
That nigga said he love me
Cause I motion what I dream

When I step i'm the flyest on the scene
Your bitch she be eyeing
And her eyes be looking meek
Don't know why lying
It's all bosses on my team
My nigga he be grinding
Man we all just trying to eat
Ohhh when I catch you
Yo ass just might get beat
So nigga don't be dodging
Cause my aim is to complete
Oh shit I be wilding
That thought was just for me
But since I said it
Bitch I dare yo ass to dream of beating me

Say what
It's Liz
Say what
It's Liz

You pussy
And you mad
Cause it's fuck you
The best you never had
I'm a dog
Yeah real bad
It's my time
So I'm fuccin' up a bag
Fuccin' up a bag



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Writer(s): Rachel Patterson
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