RBWA
Miss Blaze
Uh
Yeah
Real Bitch with an attitude
She talking hot shit, we gone play it cool
Show him this money
Now, he don't know what to do
He think of me when he with you
Love my look back like a rear view
He like how I'm real with an attitude
Real Bitch with an attitude
I'm number one, so I guess you taking two
Cause' I'm a small girl, I like big dudes
Bae Michael Phelps when he dive in it
He running home like it's nine innings
I'm on your side, but the time isn't
He like the way I rock my hips
Think I'm insane for taking these trips
I just want the plain
The Patek on da' drip
And she tiny in Atlanta, something like T.I.P
Like what is you saying
Know i'm not playing
I am that girl, still the man with the plan
We going out if he know that he paying
We only days in
I know where he staying
He go a stack so big
Yeah, it's bussin
Couldn't even fit in my cubby
She talking bold and italics
Sideways, all of a sudden
I'm feeling good, it's wet, i'm feeling wavy
I just want Benz, you can keep Mercedes'
I'm like the liquor
I like it when he chase me
I got it early
Keep me in the latest
Real Bitch with an attitude
She talking hot shit, we gone play it cool
Show him this money
Now, he don't know what to do
He think of me when he with you
Love my look back like a rear view
He like how I'm real with an attitude
Real Bitch with an attitude
I'm number one, so I guess you taking two
Cause' I'm a small girl, I like big dudes
Bae Michael Phelps when he dive in it
He running home like it's nine innings
I'm on your side, but the time isn't
You want this, but you can't get it
I want fire on all my pendants
On my way to Mississippi
I'm the flyest on this flight
That's why they call me Blaze attendant
Coming hard and bringing pain
Make the people know my name
In the city, gripping grain
I got the money
I'm out
I gotta go
He got that shit and blew it just for show
It might be me
I might be the problem
First, I be sweet, then I turn sour
Don't say nothing 'bout my attitude, just put me in my place
'Cause if he down and if he real, I might not make his ass wait
Uh
Yeah
Real Bitch with an attitude
She talking hot shit, we gone play it cool
Show him this money
Now, he don't know what to do
He think of me when he with you
Love my look back like a rear view
He like how I'm real with an attitude
Real Bitch with an attitude
I'm number one, so I guess you taking two
Cause' I'm a small girl, I like big dudes
Bae Michael Phelps when he dive in it
He running home like it's nine innings
I'm on your side, but the time isn't
He like the way I rock my hips
Think I'm insane for taking these trips
I just want the plain
The Patek on da' drip
And she tiny in Atlanta, something like T.I.P
Like what is you saying
Know i'm not playing
I am that girl, still the man with the plan
We going out if he know that he paying
We only days in
I know where he staying
He go a stack so big
Yeah, it's bussin
Couldn't even fit in my cubby
She talking bold and italics
Sideways, all of a sudden
I'm feeling good, it's wet, i'm feeling wavy
I just want Benz, you can keep Mercedes'
I'm like the liquor
I like it when he chase me
I got it early
Keep me in the latest
Real Bitch with an attitude
She talking hot shit, we gone play it cool
Show him this money
Now, he don't know what to do
He think of me when he with you
Love my look back like a rear view
He like how I'm real with an attitude
Real Bitch with an attitude
I'm number one, so I guess you taking two
Cause' I'm a small girl, I like big dudes
Bae Michael Phelps when he dive in it
He running home like it's nine innings
I'm on your side, but the time isn't
You want this, but you can't get it
I want fire on all my pendants
On my way to Mississippi
I'm the flyest on this flight
That's why they call me Blaze attendant
Coming hard and bringing pain
Make the people know my name
In the city, gripping grain
I got the money
I'm out
I gotta go
He got that shit and blew it just for show
It might be me
I might be the problem
First, I be sweet, then I turn sour
Don't say nothing 'bout my attitude, just put me in my place
'Cause if he down and if he real, I might not make his ass wait
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Writer(s): Triniti Simmons
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