Feeling Like the Man
Yes I am that bitch
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
Bling-Blau
Double down
Never settle with my sound
Never settle with these labels
Who will meddle with the crown
Y'all better fetch a little bitch
Who be befuddled I denounce
Every ounce of a pick me
Rather they don't pick me
I infiltrate they system
Like when Henny hit they kidneys
And you can keep your tux
I roll with niggas rocking Dickies
And when I leave this bitch
I bet some niggas is gon' miss me
And fuck the smoke n' mirrors
Got me checking up they chimney
And death be to the fake
No wonder why I'm still alive
Awakening my greatness
So they rules are not applied
They try to draw me in
But I was out outside the box
Aside from all my pride
I might decide to take a stride ho
Yes I am that bitch
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
Yes I am that bitch
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
Man y'all couldn't take the heat
Y'all do 360's in the beat
It's levels n' degrees
It's best y'all sticking to the sheet
And y'all move like Frankie Lymon
Man y'all fienin' for a shot
The score done settled
Even with them demons at the top
You out of reach just like a missile
Mad that they gon' miss you
Shine the auction block
Just know them niggas ain't gon pick you
And it's like its middle school
Cuz there's some teachers you ain't went thru
Cuz I'm the sharpest of the tools
It ain't no dullin' on my pencils
It ain't no maybe
That this bitch was made to lead
Ain't made to ever fit
Since I'm too big for major leagues
Ain't nothin' they could tell me
Cuz this shit was made for me
Ain't no playin' in my face
It's only space for Maybelline
Bitch
Yes I am that bitch
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
Yes I am that bitch
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
Bling-Blau
Double down
Never settle with my sound
Never settle with these labels
Who will meddle with the crown
Y'all better fetch a little bitch
Who be befuddled I denounce
Every ounce of a pick me
Rather they don't pick me
I infiltrate they system
Like when Henny hit they kidneys
And you can keep your tux
I roll with niggas rocking Dickies
And when I leave this bitch
I bet some niggas is gon' miss me
And fuck the smoke n' mirrors
Got me checking up they chimney
And death be to the fake
No wonder why I'm still alive
Awakening my greatness
So they rules are not applied
They try to draw me in
But I was out outside the box
Aside from all my pride
I might decide to take a stride ho
Yes I am that bitch
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
Yes I am that bitch
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
Man y'all couldn't take the heat
Y'all do 360's in the beat
It's levels n' degrees
It's best y'all sticking to the sheet
And y'all move like Frankie Lymon
Man y'all fienin' for a shot
The score done settled
Even with them demons at the top
You out of reach just like a missile
Mad that they gon' miss you
Shine the auction block
Just know them niggas ain't gon pick you
And it's like its middle school
Cuz there's some teachers you ain't went thru
Cuz I'm the sharpest of the tools
It ain't no dullin' on my pencils
It ain't no maybe
That this bitch was made to lead
Ain't made to ever fit
Since I'm too big for major leagues
Ain't nothin' they could tell me
Cuz this shit was made for me
Ain't no playin' in my face
It's only space for Maybelline
Bitch
Yes I am that bitch
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
Yes I am that bitch
But I'm feeling like the man
I do what I want
While y'all doing what y'all can
Can't tell 'em what I think
Cuz they would never understand
That I am that bitch
And I'm feeling like the man
Credits
Writer(s): Dontaydra Hooker Bowens
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