Polly Pocket (feat. elladrio) [Rem!X]

Bitches built like pac-man, give ‘em to the trash can

Hating shit, I cannot stand

Bite me bitch, I’m not your friend

Open up the fucking door cause I’m coming through and

Got on trus with the boots (Han)

Keep these hoes on mute and

I got them staring at the face

“Omg like what’s his race?”

“Oh he cute, I think mixed”

Bitch, I’m black, you see my pick

**** naps and long ass dick

I’ll take your man then take his bitch

Double meaning when I spit

There’s no competition, fish

Tell these playboys, they all washed

There is no beef to squash

Don’t compare, kiss my feet, gotta learn to play ya part

Let me nap, get some zzz’s then hit the fuckin restart

Aye, fuck what a bum bitch tried to say to me

They really don’t equate to me

There is no fading me

No dictating me

Nah, fuck ass boy, Im a misfit

Don’t fit in, just built different

These boys be far too ignorant

When I go, I’ll leave an imprint

They slow, you see the difference

Can’t trust ‘em round yo children

These **** who can see the king

Onika Tonya, I’m seeing green

Bad bitch pull up in that brand new ‘rarri

Lookin like I spent a milli on my body

Bitches hatin from the bottom but cant top me

And I keep a pretty penny in ma pocket call me Polly

Bad bitch pull up in that brand new ‘rarri

Lookin like I spent a milli on my body

Bitches hatin from the bottom but cant top me

And I keep a pretty penny in ma pocket call me Polly

White on white on the whip Malevich

Ritchie on the wrist

Blickie on tha hip

In case I prolly gotta pop a bitch

Bitches throwin shots just to miss

Now they copping fits

Tell em pussy hoes I'm still that bitch!

Don't ever get it twisted bitch I'm pretty neva pussy

Bars goin over bitches' heads like a hoodie

Thinkin that it's Andy got him Woody

Now him craving for the pussy

Bad bitch since ma days of playing hookie

Bitch!

I make money like a mint do

And I'm Icy like a mint too

Pockets filled with that paper ain't, no space for no lint boo

Pink lambo got hella bands comin, thru like the brinx do

Ugly bum bitches been a fan, stuntin on em like I been knew

Pockets on that big back

And that's big facts

I could buy you

Crocodile on the duffle hoe like it's fresh up outta the bayou

Been ballin like Cailliou

Pardon me I mean Michael

Tell em hoes they can't test me if they mid terms or finals

I pull up in that Maserati

Milli on ma body

Head to toe versace mami

Got me looking like a dolly

And ma bitches sipping on bacardi

Chilling in Bengali

Sending hits just like I'm Gotti

Ride the beat just like Ducatis