Big Mad

Boss bitch and my mouth will make a bitch sick

Sit it on his face his lips is popping fuck some lipstick

All these hoes be mad bout a **** that I ain with Keep these hoes guessing I might be fucking with a whole bitch

I only hang with **** that’s gone shoot ya they gone gun you down

Bitches sneak dissing her baby daddy tryna eat me out

They cute all on the gram but at night he coming to my house

I let him in room he bend me over then he slut me out

Bitch mad you’ll never get yo dick back

Sit back imma show him how to flip racks

Pretty bitch and I’ll keep these bitches big mad

Too bad I’m the bitch these **** can’t bag

Bitch mad you’ll never get yo dick back

Sit back imma show him how to flip racks

Pretty bitch and I’ll keep these bitches big mad

Too bad I’m the bitch these **** can’t bag

Keep a hoe in check give me my respect imma threat

**** breaking bread but Ain no fucking I just want some head

Stepping on they neck he throwing up his set I love rich sex

Bitches love to flex I got em trained like they all my cadets

Gave the **** back but he still on me like my last hoe

Roll me up a wood and then I face it You know that gas smoke

Ain beefing bout no **** that’s gone come and let that cash flow

Keep these hoes from round me they make me sick and ain gotta cold

Leave it to my **** they gone buss they aiming for ya dome

Draw down on a **** pop his top and leave him on the road

No bitches in my circle only **** that’s gone do you hoe

Don’t care about no gender reveal this glock and stick all to ya folks

Tryna check me bout a **** sis that ain yo **** bitch

If it was you wouldn’t taking risk and sending me all this shit

Keep in mind that’s some toxic dick ik you lovin' But you look dumb tryna confirm some shit like hoe I ain’t no snitch Bitch

Bitch mad you’ll never get yo dick back

Sit back imma show him how to flip racks

Pretty bitch and I’ll keep these bitches big mad

Too bad I’m the bitch these **** can’t bag

Bitch mad you’ll never get yo dick back

Sit back imma show him how to flip racks

Pretty bitch and I’ll keep these bitches big mad

Too bad I’m the bitch these **** can’t bag

Don’t come at me bout a **** that ignore bitch you bored bitch

Taking all his money like it’s a chore but he yours ms

I be on some chill shit tryna get the fam rich

She talking out her neck till I pop up and leave her real hit

Money on my mental ain no bitch that can compare to me

Leave him in his feelings take his money and run back to the street

Too pretty for a **** no strings attached is how I’m tryna be

All my **** dead the in my pocket I keep em close to me

Don’t play about the fam they say it’s smoke then it’s a murder scene

Don’t post me on yo page you ain my man let’s keep it in the sheets

Bitch you can’t get mad that he gone always spend that check on me

Face is way too pretty to be cuffed you can’t keep up with me

Real chill bitch don’t want yo **** but he loving me

Turnt that **** up I got you jealous hoe you look up to me

Ion play boi ain carti I got that wap shout out to cardi b

Just wait till I heat up imma be that bitch you always pray to be

Bitch mad you’ll never get yo dick back

Sit back imma show him how to flip racks

Pretty bitch and I’ll keep these bitches big mad

Too bad I’m the bitch these **** can’t bag

Bitch mad you’ll never get yo dick back

Sit back imma show him how to flip racks

Pretty bitch and I’ll keep these bitches big mad

Too bad I’m the bitch these **** can’t bag