PROCEDURE

GloRilla
What's the procedure when a bad bitch walk in the room?
Huh, bitch-ass nigga?
What's the fuckin' procedure? (Haha)
(Let's go, Mario)

What's the procedure when a bad bitch walk in the room? (Huh?)
The type of bitch that make a nigga wanna jump the broom (Woo)
He hit it once and got to tweakin'
Like he on some shrooms (He on)
Bitch, I'm big mama
But ain't none these niggas worth my womb (Tsk)
This nigga tryna get me pregnant
I need to tie my tubes (On God)
Y'all fuckin' up the game
This nigga tryna buy me food (Fuck)
He wanna see that pussy cream
I told him, "Cash rules" (On gang)

Bad bitch sеason
I'm the reason (Yup)
Ho talkin' 'bout shе wanna meet up
Told her meet me at the Regions (Bitch)
Nigga probably got blue balls
I don't let him fuck
Just tease him (Tease him)
Get him out his money
I won't even let him eat it (Ugh)
Fakin' like you sippin' drank
You niggas sippin' NyQuil
Only time a nigga got power over me
He payin' the light bill
Told myself I was done fuckin' with this nigga
But I might still
G-lock in my purse
I hope a ho don't think I'll fight still (The fuck?)
Hardest out, I'm stampin' that
None these hoes can fuck with me (No)
Try to bump these bitches' music
But bitches really suck to me (No cap)
Boss my own self up
Can't none these niggas say they fucked with me
If music ain't work out for me
I'd still be somewhere hustlin' (Hoo)
Facts, I'd probably get rich off of fraud
Just a month before I blew up
Me and Teezy was swipin' cards (Wang)
Why would I chase a nigga
When niggas beggin' to get next to me? (The fuck?)
Blow a nigga up for what?
These niggas triple-textin' me

I told that nigga I need the World, the Sun and the Moon (Moon)
What's the procedure when a bad bitch walk in the room? (Huh?)
He hit it once and got to tweakin'
Like he on some shrooms (He on)
Bitch, I'm big mama
But ain't none these niggas worth my womb (Tsk)
This nigga tryna get me pregnant
I need to tie my tubes (On God)
Y'all fuckin' up the game
This nigga tryna buy me food (Fuck)
He wanna see that pussy cream
I told him, "Cash rules" (Yeah, yeah, yeah, on gang)

I wanna show you where to shoot
I wanna lick the gooch (Bah)
Like, good boys ain't no fun
I want these hoes to be for real
I tried to see it through
But bitches ain't got shit to steal
Like, fuck I want from you? (What the fuck?)
Talkin' 'bout takin' spots
Caresha please, yeah (What?)
They call me big mama
Bend a bitch over my knees, yeah
Y'all gon' call it beef
But we all know I'm just a threat
I see why these hoes upset
And I see why they man obsessed
This shit with Mimi like I'm me
Face matchin' the physique
Bitches hatin' and I peep
Gotta clique up just speak
Pussy, get that off your chest
I just bulletproofed the 'Vette
That one right there was for my brother
Bitch, I'm gettin' Lambs for Christmas
You ain't gettin' lamb for supper (Skrrt)

I told that nigga I need the World, the Sun and the Moon (Moon)
What's the procedure when a bad bitch walk in the room? (Huh?)
The type of bitch that make a nigga wanna jump the broom (Woo)
He hit it once and got to tweakin'
Bitch, I'm big mama
But ain't none these niggas worth my womb (Tsk)
This nigga tryna get me pregnant



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Demario Priester, Alyssa Michelle Stephens, Gloria Woods
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