You think you know me? Lyrics

Bitch made

Cause you're bitch made!

All you wanna do is fucking talk

Cause you're bitch made

Know who love to speak?

You should talk to my AK

Hanging out the window spinning out

Like a Beyblade

While your bitch going down on me

Call it mayday

Bitch i got the camo up on me

Cause it's fucking bape

Bitches hit my phone up wanna link

Cause they think it's fate

Tell em i don't need more stupid problems in my fucking brain

Shinigami demons tryna come and make me go insane

.45

Suicide

Bitch i ain't a afraid to die

I was right

You a lie

Bitch i saw it with my eyes

Born like North side

But ATL is where i ride

We outside

Don't hide

I know you ain't fucking blind

Comme des garçon

Wear the hearts on my sleeve

I can't ever fall in love

Everything has to leave

She just want the fucking money

I just want the fucking dreams

And i'm all on my own yeah i don't got a team

Come and try to catch my fade

I'll just hit you with the blade

Fresh up in my Loius suit

Sharper then a razor blade

Here to put you in your place

Got that Drum mag on my K

I don't wear no Jimmy Choos

Wearing Gucci everyday

Speeding but still show up late

All y'all get the fuck away

I just wanna be by myself

Out here like a castaway

I'm so high might die today

Everyday is Saturday

All you fuckers making problems

While I'm out here making bank

Step inside the Hellcat

But your bitch want in the back

Told that girl I'm fine with it but she goin get attached

I ain't tryna stay wit her, goin park and get the tap

After I'm all done i tell this bitch get off my lap uh

Think i'm on a kill streak

Someone come and check my stat

Rolling up to stay ok yeah I gotta take a drag

Talking bout the Mustang

Drive it like it's on a track

Empty out your pockets or i'll make you read a couple mags

Bitch i got my Dunks on

I will stomp a pussy out

Broly with the fists huh

Knock ya teeth out of ya mouth

I got so much water on me

Bitch i never heard of drought

Highest in the galaxy

I can see above the clouds

Run up

When it's

Demon

Time

You know

That i'm

Down to

Ride

Got the

Stick out

By my

Side

50 cal will

Blow your

Mind

.45

Suicide

Bitch i ain't a afraid to die

I was right

You a lie

Bitch i saw it with my eyes

Born like North side

But ATL is where i ride

We outside

Don't hide

I know you ain't fucking blind

Comme des garçon

Wear the hearts on my sleeve

I can't ever fall in love

Everything has to leave

She just want the fucking money

I just want the fucking dreams

And i'm all on my own yeah i don't got a team