I'M THAT BITCH

Yeah, uh
Brr (yeah), hah, hah (grrah)
Ayy (yeah), uh
BIA, BIA (BIA, BIA)

Soon as you see me I up it, I'm gone
I'm really livin' the sh- in my song
Glock in my bag and it don't got a safety
I make the money, I don't let it make me
Shout out Diana, she raised me
I'm with my member, he rockin' a paisley
That's word to Moula, can't phase me
I rather cheat before he drive me crazy

I'm that -
I'm into guns if they come with a switch
I got a type if he makin' me rich
And these b- be watchin' my page like a Twitch
Into one ear and go straight out the mata
I like my n- the color of Malta
He smokin' gas and he speakin' in Patois
I'm tryna put all my opps on a alter

And we smokin' ya hot like a grabba (grabba)
I'm a top b-, I'm a alpha (alpha)
I'm addicted to money and power, uh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And we smokin' ya hot like a grabba
I'm a top b-, I'm a alpha
I'm addicted to money and power, uh (brr, yeah, yeah, yeah)

She's a - (yeah)
The way I left that sh- on read, he don't exist (yeah)
The way I killed them h-, they dead, ain't seen them since (yeah)
The way I put that sh- on, I be throwin' fits
I'm that, I'm that - (yeah)
The way I left that sh- on read, he don't exist (yeah)
The way I killed them h-, they dead ain't seen them since (uh, yeah)
The way I put that sh- on, I be throwin' fits
I'm that -

Uh, change my number so you couldn't reach me
I'm the truth without gettin' too preachy
F- do I look like lettin' him treash me? (Uh)
I'm the type to go get my respect
Prolly gon' die with my foot on they neck
Iron it out 'cause I know when they pressed
Sendin' him home 'cause he know he a guest, like

I'm a real b- so I do what I wanna (do what I wanna)
This n- toxic, he need him a sauna (yeah)
I could tell you was a h- from your aura
I limit my drama, I'm havin' good karma
Buy me a house, boy, if you wanna be with me
You used to women that's f- too easily
I used to get to my money illegally
None of my haters is sleepin' this peacefully
Huh

She's a - (yeah)
The way I left that sh- on read, he don't exist (yeah)
The way I killed them h-, they dead, ain't seen them since (yeah)
The way I put that sh- on, I be throwin' fits
I'm that, I'm that - (yeah)
The way I left that sh- on read, he don't exist (yeah)
The way I killed them h-, they dead ain't seen them since (uh, yeah)
The way I put that sh- on, I be throwin' fits
I'm that b- (Uh)



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Melissa Elliott, Bianca Landrau, Enoch Harris, Jordan Alexander Gomez, Edgar Ferrera
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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