B!TCH ft. PHANT0M Lyrics

Yeah, itty biddy bitch can't fuck me over, yeah, yeah

Itty biddy bitch can't fuck me over, smoke a blunt in a Range Rover

I was off the pills, now I'm sober

In the left lane, now I'm switching over

Pretty ass bitch she wearing Fashion Nova

Bad ass bitch, she my lil' soldier

She tryna top me up, I told her get closer

She crying to me, she want closure

She lying to me, it's all bullshit

Yeah, like, keep crying bitch

While your best friend suck my dick

Why your best friend hit my text?

Read that shit, it said she want sex, yeah

Said she want sex, her man pressed 'cause he saw on the 'net

Her man pressed 'cause he get no check

Hermes on my muhfuckin' belt, yeah

Hop in the coupe, yeah

What you wanna do? Yeah

Balenci' shoes, yeah

She think I'm cool, yeah

Shawty wanna fuck with me, we sippin' on lean

She wanna be with me, but I'm only tryna link

Hoe said she cold, so I put her in a Mink

Her ex man wanna fight me, hit him in the face, like Muhammad Ali

Anyone were to test me, don't wanna fuck with me, for real

We loading them .223's, it's in his fucking spleen, in his bitches spleen, yeah, yeah

Shawty wanna fuck with me, but I'm only tryna fuck with her friend, for real

But that shit be too easy to see, for real

I don't really care 'cause I wanna fuck, yeah, yeah

I wanna fuck lil' shawty bae, making a scene with her

I'm putting it on the movie screen

She be texting my phone, saying that she want me, saying that she miss me, saying that she need me

But nah, nah, I'm cool lil' bitch