Call me Mrs. Put It On
Call me that bitch, that girl
How you the biggest? All these hoes get they trends straight from me
I'm independent, whole team flying out that shit ain't cheap
Call me Mrs put it on
But ain't nobody put me on
Yeah I got it on my own
That's the type of shit I'm on
Rock this shit from head to toe
This shit really on my body
All white inna Benz, bitch I'm feeling like I'm gotti
A hunnid bands? That ain't nun
Just know that these pockets fat
Bitch don't worry bout who I'm fucking
Just know that this pussy slap
These bitches mad, not surprising
Know I'm dressing, Thousand Island
Fake blogs, why you lying?
Ap watch perfect timing
Stomach flat, titties sitting know I'm shaped just like a bottle
Make a bitch brain wobble... do she rap or do she model
They like Dess how you feel. think I'm tired of being humble
Bitches never talking loud keep that shit straight at a mumble
Niggas prolly think that I'm 5-0
The way I'm copping shit
It's like a 20 vs 1, the way I'm really popping shit
Hoes speaking on my name? girl please get on yo zoom
He talking bout 50/50, know im popping his ballon
These bitches prolly think im petty... sorry promo ain't free
These bitches going back telling business
Bitch you cannot fuck with me
They say I'm taking all the drip
I think it's bout to be a drought
He begging me to be his bitch
What I did? slut him out
& why you always in business, it's just giving hella pressed
A whole page just for me? bitch is giving you're obsessed
I can't have no nigga baby
He can't me out my prime
Put the Patek on my wrist
Still can't let him waste my time
Bitch I know I look good but this ain't no bbl
The way this ass sit in shorts
Man I know it's hard to tell
Call me Mrs. Put It On
But ain't nobody put me on
Yeah I got it on my own
That's the type of shit I'm on
