B.I.T.S.

I love you but them other niggas my tricks I got way too many options to be worried bout a bitch I got way too many problems I'm just worried bout getting rich And I'm way too fucking fine to be someone's side bitch You too fucking lame to be lying on yo dick That don't make you player cause you lying to yo bitch That don't make you real cause you ain't snitch when you hit them licks But you still backdooring your niggas telling all kinda lies and shit Boy you ain't no gangster with that glock if you still gone miss How you hang with shooters that can't even aim and shit How you gone say f*ck then niggas but still scream gang in this bitch These niggas faker then these bitches But be capping they so ignorant They can't even last a minute But be quick to tell if they hit it Know he still gone f*ck me even if I'm on the end of my sentence Bad bitch, good intentions And my niggas got extensions But I do not do extensions So don't be speaking on the business Bitch I'm the shit That's why these niggas on my dick But I can't lie I love a bad bitch who on her shit These bitches keep on staring Might as well just take a pic My head stay in the clouds Cause I got dreams of getting rich I'm one of a kind so don't compare me to no bitch I got my own style Don't need designer to call this drip I'll rather spend it on some trips On the beach, skinny dip Mesmerize yo nigga Enchant him with my hips F*ck where's Waldo Nigga where's my clit If you ain't eating pussy nigga I ain't sucking shit And he gone eat this pussy then I kiss him on the lips And he gone beat it up we making bangers in this bitch We making bangers in this bitch We making bangers in this bitch We making bangers in this bitch We making bangers in this bitch