Lyrics

[Intro]
Mileage, turn me up
It's Beisha
B-I-G, ho
[Chorus]
Real-real fine shit, I'm on a **** wishlist
Slim waist, with some pretty lips, they wanna hit this
Show my ass on these bitches, I tell 'em to kiss it
Strike a pose for these hatin' hoes, they on my shit list
Hey
Damn, I'm fine as fuck, damn, I'm fine as fuck, damn
Hoes be mad as fuck, hoes be mad as fuck, yeah
Damn, I'm fine as fuck, damn, I'm fine as fuck, damn
Hoes be mad as fuck, hoes be mad as fuck, yeah
[Verse 1]
Real bitches fuck with me and I fuck with real bitches
Facts
Never gave a fuck, I keep a bitch up in her feelings
Bitch in her feelings
Ten out of ten, pop out lookin' like some millions
Woo
Tight dress show my curves, yeah, I like if it's revealin'
Can't get too close to these hoes, 'cause these bitches out here stealin'
I done stacked so much money, that shit pokin' through the ceilin'
Woo
Bitches really be bums, can't show how they really livin'
Bum ass bitch
**** talkin' like hoes, I ain't goin' fifty-fifty
The fuck?
Ain't givin' out no free clout, my attention cost a fee
A fee
Wake up every mornin' and these bitches thinkin' of me
Good morning
I be on her mind, that bitch really losin' sleep
I be on her mind
I be on her mind, I be all up in her dreams
Hoes ain't havin' shit but some money problems
Problems
She a lame bitch, always in the Shaderoom comments
Lame bitch
Bitches ugly with no filter, can't be seen without it
I pop it on yo' ass, what the fuck you gon' do 'bout it?
Fuck you gon' do 'bout it?
[Chorus]
Real-real fine shit, I'm on a **** wishlist
Slim waist, with some pretty lips, they wanna hit this
Show my ass on these bitches, I tell 'em to kiss it
Strike a pose for these hatin' hoes, they on my shit list
Hey
Damn, I'm fine as fuck, damn, I'm fine as fuck, damn
Hoes be mad as fuck, hoes be mad as fuck, yeah
Damn, I'm fine as fuck, damn, I'm fine as fuck, damn
Hoes be mad as fuck, hoes be mad as fuck, yeah
[Verse 2]
Fuck I look bein' a groupie to the next bitch?
To the next bitch
It's hella diamonds that be huggin' on my neck bitch
I ain't gotta talk, you see I'm 'bout my check, bitch
Woo
Piss a ho off everyday, got that effect, bitch
Ha-ha
Crazy how a bitch will act like she ain't really pressed
Crazy
Whole time that same bitch be on yo' page stressed
Don't be speakin' from a fake page, bitch, say it with yo' chest
They go from hater to a fan, nah, bitch, I ain't forget
Turn me up, forget
I know what they really mad 'bout, they mad 'cause I'm that bitch
I make a **** spend that check, all you got was a hard dick
Woo
Give a fuck how long it's been, I'ma always get my lick
My lick
I'm the biggest stepper, I might stomp on a bitch
Stomp on a bitch
Big Bank Beisha, lil' bitch, this shit colossal
Ass pokin' out the jeans and I walk with a waddle
Take the what and leave the what?
They call me the top shotta
Grrt
Pretty ass face, they be askin' do I model
[Outro]
Real bitches fuck with me and I fuck with real bitches
Never gave a fuck, I keep a bitch up in her feelings
Ten out of ten, pop out lookin' like some millions
Tight dress show my curves, yeah, I like if it's revealin'
Written by: Miles Whitworth, Taamiah Imani Tene Lagrone
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