P!ll B!ll ft. Ty$uave Lyrics

Freak Lil' B.I.T.C.H. wanna make a movie, baby, this ain't A.M.C

Go fast like A.M.G., baby, that's why they hate me

Ball out never fall out but I go hard like my name was K.D

Ain't even say a word, she still drop down and ate the D

And they get gritty in my city from that 313

B.I.T.C.H., I'ma skate on you, I never let you skate on me

They see Suave going up, so that's why they been praising me

Just tryna stack it up, won't let up till it's R.I.P

R.I.P. that B.I.T.C.H., she finna die lit

Yeah, she fuck with my watch, it's perfect timing

Yeah, she fuck with this guap she like to grind shit

Like to ride shit, she like to slide shit

She like to kill shit, kill bill shit

Fuck with a real B.I.T.C.H., yeah, spill shit

We coming real quick, just like the flash

Hit your B.I.T.C.H. with the flash

And my bro got her mag and my bro gotta bag

And I gotta bag, and my B.I.T.C.H. got her bag

Told my B.I.T.C.H. bring the bag

Like fuck my haters, they so damn mad

Suave just keep on going up, he can't come off his bag

And I don't know this lil' B.I.T.C.H. anymore than I know my dad

But I'ma still tell her to turn around so I can break that back

Keep going up, getting racks

We came up taking packs

I beat the pussy up real bad, something like I'm Jax

Yeah

Beat the pussy up something like I'm jax