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[Verse 1]
On the record
Fuck bein' the princess of rap
I'ma trap bitch with thirty inch weaves and straps
I see you hoes stalkin' my snapchat
Y'all know y'all see my lil' cute ass thumbin' the fat trap
Slidin' in my beamer with the Glock in my lap
Slid through the P, I done slid through Iraq
Bitches sneak dissin' me, can't see me in straps
I'm wastin' bullets 'cause they don't be firin' back
Bitch talk stupid, I'm peelin' yo cap
I be gettin' on shit first y'all be gettin' attacked
Free my bitch, Chata my sis murdered a scrap
And you ain't gotta light me up, I'ma come where it's at
[Verse 2]
Bitch see me freeze dead in her tracks
I'm jumpin' out and blowin' her back
You would think I was a **** the way I was blowin' her back
Left that bitch body laid out on the crevasse and cracks
Just paid a bitch a band to sew in my tracks
My outfit, you can't find on the racks
**** so obsessed 'cause I'm foreign and black
But only let 'em eat pussy 'cause I ain't tryna get trapped
[Verse 3]
But **** don't waste yo breath, you ain't top of the hat
This is my world, so **** better try to adapt
B-B-Bitch, yo **** hittin' me, I'm hittin' 'em back
Like do you got some money, ****, is you eatin' the cat?
But **** always in they feelings always gettin' attached
Only time I'm in my feelings is when you blowin' my stacks
Bitch always in her feelings 'cause her pussy is whack
But over me, these **** don't know how to act
They get control it, get to losin' their mind
That shit be throwin' me off, so I leave 'em behind
You bitches ain't pushin' real lines
Like this day forward y'all gotta pay for my time, you hear me?
[Verse 4]
I can't go no where in my city
At the hair shop with a pap in my titty
You bitches can't fuck with me, so knock me down
See bitches slippin', I'm chasin' 'em down
Caught her lackin' at the red light
Ho smashed off so scared for her life
I'm smokin' every bitch I don't like
I'm shootin' bitches when I see y'all on sight
[Verse 5]
Bitch, I be one to be trippin'
Tell yo **** quit callin', bitch, it's pimpin'
All he good for is some trickin'
All he good for is cat lickin'
Only time I ride dick is when I'm fuckin' 'em back
Yea, he think I'm the devil the way I'm archin' my back
My new **** got mad skin fat
Yea, he beatin' this shit up while I'm throwin' it back
Yea, he beatin' this shit up while I'm makin' it clap
Yea, I'm bustin' that shit open while he cockin' it back, lil' bitch
Let me introduce you to some sauce
When I talk, bitch, pay attention real close
Ay, when I talk bitch you gon' learn some real finesse
You the bitch that **** hides, I'm the bitch that **** flex
[Verse 6]
Slap fire out yo neck, neck
Bitch, you gon' learn some respect, respect
It ain't directed, ain't respected
I need my deposit if you wanna be accepted
It's funny how these bitches all knock me
But I'm the bitch that they copy
Ha, it's funny how these bitches all knock me
(Ha) But I'm the bitch that they copy
[Verse 7]
Stunna girl, all diamonds in caps
It's Stunna Girl the trend setter in Sac
W-W-Went down for a robbery and a strap
Did three years and bounced right back
Bitch, quit playin' with me
Huh, what you sayin' to me?
Bitch, quit playin' with me
(I go money crazy)
(No really)
Written by: Stunna Girl