Receipts

You act like a bitch that's what you act like (Queen)
You always in competition with a bitch, (And it's Big Brook, Big Yan)
You never in competition with a boy
You always in competition with a bitch (Y'all asked for this shit)

Bitch I ain't give you no disease
But when you fucking with them dogs you get fleas
Bitch I got papers if you need to see receipts (Bitch)
You don't want this tea spilled chill on me, bitch chill on me

Bitch you weak (Bitch you weak)
And you know not to do that shit with me (Nah, nah)
Yeah you know not to play with BMB
Yeah you never match the energy you speak (Huh?)
Chill on me bitch, chill on me

Yan, Why he always tryna fight bitches? (What?)

Cause we see what happen every time he fight niggas (Haaa)
And why that jewelry he be wearing
Always shine different (Cause its fake)

Bitch, cause it only shine when the light hit it
Big Brook, Lil Troy issa height difference (Its a height difference)
Ion do this shit for clout issa hype difference
(Its a hype difference)
When he diamond tests my kit, you get a real reaction (Bling)
When we diamond test his shit, man don't nothing happen

Y'all see who really be live and who be in the captions (Yeah)
Talking bout you gon pull up but ain't nothing happen (Pull up)
That lil Louis Bag you sent I ain't even open
Give that shit to yo assistant since she need some motion

Ol dog ass weak ass bitch you got four eyes
How you don't know me but you follow me? More lies (Follow back)

And lets address it since you wanna tell those lies
Nasty bitch that STD prolly came from yo thighs
Weird bitch, how you ten toes playing both sides? (Both Sides, Period)
Weird bitch, like how you in the crib when I'm outside? (Outside)
You saying you don't cuss in yo raps but sending dick pics
You talking bout my pussy when you and yo sister licked this (What?)

Y'all bitches wanna come behind here? Behind here? Bet
Imma whoop all y'all hoes, keep playing imma whoop all y'all hoes

Lil EE, Can you hear me? Bitch lemme speak louder (huh?)
Crazy how the energy was different when I called her (listen)

You know, you know I don't got no problem with you right?

Uh, you a fake ass bitch and yo fans say you solid
Till they hear the rest of this (Come on)

Respectfully, lemme tell you something mamas, lemme tell you something
Look, respectfully, ain't no, look imma let you know
We all fuck with you- I fuck with you

Uhn, But I don't fuck with you
All that talking down now yo fans see wassup with you
Doing all that reacting it ain't hard to get in touch with you

If you over there stay over there we don't fuck with you bitch



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Writer(s): Kevin Hendricks, Brooklyn Oates, Brian M Brown, Deandre Coker, Iyanni Pradia
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