ITS ON DA FLO

It's Big BBT, you bitches ain't talkin' bout shit, man Oww, you know what the f*ck going on I'm still the hottest rap bitch in the city Ayy, look, look, look Ripped me out the plastic, I been actin' brand new Bitches hatin' from the bleachers, gotta keep a fan view It's too many niggas on me, don't know who to tend to All I gotta do is call him and La nukk will end you Ayy, told that bitch look up, cause bitch you talkin' to a star He just wanna f*ck with Nae because he know I'm goin' far Broke niggas ask for keys, rich niggas buy the car She think she some competition, but the bitch ain't up to par Shh, be quiet Gotta listen, can't f*ck with me in real life Hatin' bitches, gotta make a post If I want the nigga, then he took, ain't gotta do the most He just sent the stack to chill with me, I still ain't sent the lo Don't do the talkin' cause my niggas keeps him steel Bitches sayin' that it's smoke, I'm tryna put him on the grill He keep askin' for to see me, he gotta pull up to the ville They was tryna count me out, I had to pop my shit for real Look, hot like the month of May And all these bitches weird to me, so I stay out the way I'm still the hottest rap bitch at the end of the day And bitch, he comin' home for real, it's free my brother Tre I had to put it on the floor and in they face too I fucked a nigga, now he stuck just like some lace glue I know a nigga with no sense and he'll face you I got a nigga, but I call the bitch my bae too F*ck Thanks for watching Subscribe Subscribe