Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Kitty
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kortisha Guillory
Composer
Timothy Daniel Few
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timothy Daniel Few
Producer
Lyrics
Big Kitty what you call it
I get a bag for real
Bitch I ain't poppin no pills
Bitch I am lit for real
Bitch I ain't chasin no deals
I get a bag because I want to
I fuck your man because he want me too
Ooh yea uh oh yea
I hate that ****
I get a bag countin these figures
I need some millions
Run that shit up need me some billions
Stack your money up what you better do
Bitch get that paper like you suppose to
Play with that **** like he protools
Cut a **** off because he old news
I get a bag for real
Bitch I ain't poppin no pills
Bitch I am lit for real
Bitch I ain't chasin no deals
I get a bag because I want to
I fuck your man because he want me too
Ohh Yea uh oh yea
All in my bag
That's why you mad
Catchin these feels that's why they sad
Oh Yea uh oh yea
Don't want your man
He all on my ass
I press the gas
Wave when I pass
Oh yea yea oh yea
Bitch don't play with me
Bitch I play them keys
Ain't trying to keep it lowkey
Baby I play with them freaks
Water baby it's Dasani
Need me a whip big body
Say my name when I ride it
Make me cum fast Maserati
He be in the pussy he be killing it
Tellin all his friends he in love and shit
I don't want that **** he be cumming quick
Leave him on read savage shit
I get a bag for real
Bitch I ain't poppin no pills
Bitch I am lit for real
Bitch I ain't chasin no deals
I get a bag because I want to
I fuck your man because he want me too
Ooh yea uh oh yea
Written by: Kortisha Guillory, Timothy Daniel Few