That's My Bitch

That's my bitch there

Fat ass, they stare

Thirty-four-inch hair

Bring out those shoes, we want both pairs

Dope boys, gun shells

Long nails, Chanel

If all else fails

I know my bitch gon' pay my bail

Want me to grip your dick with two hands (Aye)

I want them shoes right there, cost a few bands

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

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 ass

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

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

Uh, pussy pink, I need a G-wag

I want a rich ass ****, fuck your cheap ass

That's my bitch there

Fat ass, they stare

Thirty-four-inch hair

Bring out those shoes, we want both pairs

Dope boys, gun shells

Long nails, Chanel

If all else fails

I know my bitch gon' pay my bail

Pull up, sprinter, bad bitches

And we ain't ever gotta pay 'cause we bad bitches (Mad bitches)

In the section with the **** who got mad riches (Aye)

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

Pretty bitch, plenty racks in the Chanel bag (Facts)

Yung Miami keep the Glock if you act bad (Pow)

Pussy juice drippin' on a **** durag (Ah)

Best bitch need one, I need two bags (Double)

That's my bitch there

One fight, all fight, we don't play fair, period

That's my bitch there

Fat ass, they stare

Thirty-four-inch hair

Bring out those shoes, we want both pairs

Dope boys, gun shells

Long nails, Chanel

If all else fails

I know my bitch gon' pay my bail