Wig

Oh, my God

Is that a 613, fifty inch, full lace

HD transparent, Brazilian bussdown body wave?

Bitch, give me your wig!

Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig

Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig

I said gimme that shit, bitch!

One times one, and two times four

And what that mean? I ate that ho

Yeah, I'm that bitch and that's just true

And if you mad, well, bitch, boohoo

Go cry to your mom, go cry to your fucking dad

Bitch, you're lame, I don't give a fuck

I be in the front of the truck getting brain like Gucci Mane

Bitch, I'm it and I pop tags, I don't even play that fucking game

Wanna talk shit? Just remember, bitch

That Baby Tate's the name

Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig

Wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, gimme, wig

Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig

Wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, gimme

I'm that bitch, big facts

And I just can't fix that

Yeah, all my tricks spend racks

They got that shit on tap, uh-huh

Yes, I'm that bitch, yes, and that's true

Yes, I already said that in like 2022

I mean, I already said that when I was like twenty-two

I mean, I already said that when I pulled out the .22

I was like pew, pew, pew, pow, pow, pow

Bitch, bitch, bitch go down, down, down

I don't really care why you mad

Oh, is that a frown, frown, frown?

Put a smile on your fucking face

Why? 'Cause, bitch, it's Baby Tate

When I come in the fucking place

I'm going to snatch that lace, yeah

Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig

Wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, gimme, wig

Gimme your wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, wig

Wig, wig, wig, wig, wig, gimme

I'm that bitch, big facts

And I just can't fix that

Yeah, all my tricks spend racks

They got that shit on tap, uh-huh

Gimme your fucking wig, bitch

I want the wig

Straight off of your fucking head

This is a robbery

Every trace of the lace, bitch

Uh-uh-uh-uh

I don't wanna hear the fucking back talk, bitch

Shut up

I said gimme your fucking wig, now

Thank you

Thanks, bookie