That's My Bitch

That's my ** there

Fat **, they stare

Thirty-four inch hair

We ain't got those shoes, we want both pairs

** boys, gun shells

Long nails, Chanel

If all else fails

I know my ** gon' pay my bail (uh)

Want me to grip your ** with two hands (ayy)

I want them shoes right there, cost a few bands

Uh, turn my baby daddy to my sugar daddy (ow)

He gon' blow a bag just to make me happy (facts)

He just put me in the Lamb', I'ma speed fast (skrrt)

In that Rolls Royce truck where he eat **

Booty stickin' out and I ain't get shots yet

He just put me on a jet from the projects

If your ** givin' you somethin', stick your tongue out (tongue out)

I need a thug baby, quick to pull his gun out (gun out)

Uh, ** pink, I need a G-Wag

I want a rich ** **, ** your cheap ** (haha)

That's my ** there

Fat **, they stare

Thirty-four inch hair

We ain't got those shoes, we want both pairs

** boys, gun shells

Long nails, Chanel

If all else fails

I know my ** gon' pay my bail

Pull up, sprinter, bad **es (bad **es)

And we ain't ever gotta pay 'cause we bad **es (bad **es)

In the section with the **s who got mad riches (ayy)

Makin' it rain with their money, takin' mad pictures

Pretty **, plenty racks in the Chanel bag

Yung Miami keep the Glock if you act bad

** juice drippin' on a ** durag

Best ** need one, I need two bags (double)

That's my ** there

One fight, all fight

We don't play fair, period

That's my ** there

Fat **, they stare

Thirty-four inch hair

We ain't got those shoes, we want both pairs

** boys, gunshells

Long nails, Chanel

If all else fails

I know my ** gon' pay my bail