It B*tch Freestyle
Last time I checked I was running this shit
No debate
Fly out the country
Post up on the island
Cuz Im getting sick of the states
I ain sis-ing these bitches
Or bro-ing these niggas
Im different No we don't relate
Just bought a coup just to look at the stars
When I'm in it I think im in space
Dont give two fucks what they say on the blogs
I got shades on while these bitches throw it
Two hundred racks in this birkin ok, im reloaded
My bank account loaded
Jump on this Mo' fuckin beat
When I get in this zone I start skating and floatin
Someone come snatch off the cape on this mans
Since these niggas tryna be so heroic
Ha
Bitches aint up on this fashion shit
They still on that, they takin notes
Back in my bubble, its time to go crazy
This Destinys child, Im focused
I can't just be around anyone, bitches be snakes
And these niggas be bogus
I do not go back and forth
Cause these basic ass bitches do not need no promotion
They love my aesthetic
I don't need no edit
These bitches gotta give me my credit
Do we have a problem
I don't talk to peasants
She know that im unproblematic
Been doing me
I been paving the way
Bitches took the wrong path, that's pathetic
From the start
Always knew I was one of them ones
Why these bitches keep coming in second?
Dess worldwide with it
I don't rush shit
Take my time with it
All these VV's I be blinding shit
Plus all my bitches be my fly
Niggas be making me sick
I be weak in the stomach
These niggas aint solid
I put on PJs to sit on the jet when Im flying
I only do private
They Say im too blunt
Im just honest
I keep it a buck
No Gianis
Bitches be bitin my style
They piranhas
My weave and my money long
Pocahontas
Im somewhere in Paris
Who gon find us?
My son keep a drake
Im adonis
I'm bad in real life
All my pictures be flawless
When niggas fuck up
Make em fuck up they commas
Loved a street nigga until he got blocked
Ginny
Imma dime
I don't kick it w pennies
All my looks getting butchered, hey benny
They in love with this pretty brown skin
We all know niggas love Henny
When it comes to these flows and having these bars
You know Big dessy got plenty
Don't play w her
She's that girl, for sure
The it girl, that girl
Whatever the fuck you wanna call it
No debate
Fly out the country
Post up on the island
Cuz Im getting sick of the states
I ain sis-ing these bitches
Or bro-ing these niggas
Im different No we don't relate
Just bought a coup just to look at the stars
When I'm in it I think im in space
Dont give two fucks what they say on the blogs
I got shades on while these bitches throw it
Two hundred racks in this birkin ok, im reloaded
My bank account loaded
Jump on this Mo' fuckin beat
When I get in this zone I start skating and floatin
Someone come snatch off the cape on this mans
Since these niggas tryna be so heroic
Ha
Bitches aint up on this fashion shit
They still on that, they takin notes
Back in my bubble, its time to go crazy
This Destinys child, Im focused
I can't just be around anyone, bitches be snakes
And these niggas be bogus
I do not go back and forth
Cause these basic ass bitches do not need no promotion
They love my aesthetic
I don't need no edit
These bitches gotta give me my credit
Do we have a problem
I don't talk to peasants
She know that im unproblematic
Been doing me
I been paving the way
Bitches took the wrong path, that's pathetic
From the start
Always knew I was one of them ones
Why these bitches keep coming in second?
Dess worldwide with it
I don't rush shit
Take my time with it
All these VV's I be blinding shit
Plus all my bitches be my fly
Niggas be making me sick
I be weak in the stomach
These niggas aint solid
I put on PJs to sit on the jet when Im flying
I only do private
They Say im too blunt
Im just honest
I keep it a buck
No Gianis
Bitches be bitin my style
They piranhas
My weave and my money long
Pocahontas
Im somewhere in Paris
Who gon find us?
My son keep a drake
Im adonis
I'm bad in real life
All my pictures be flawless
When niggas fuck up
Make em fuck up they commas
Loved a street nigga until he got blocked
Ginny
Imma dime
I don't kick it w pennies
All my looks getting butchered, hey benny
They in love with this pretty brown skin
We all know niggas love Henny
When it comes to these flows and having these bars
You know Big dessy got plenty
Don't play w her
She's that girl, for sure
The it girl, that girl
Whatever the fuck you wanna call it
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Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Derrick Gray, Jon Milli, Leutrim Beqiri, Destiny Bailey
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