Bitch, I'm lit like a bitch, ooh Any nigga out in the head is still attached, ooh That body bright, but you know this pussy packed, ooh I drop a picture, bitch, these bitches gon' attack, ayy Don't let that nigga gas you up and get you whacked, ooh I make a call and get a pussy nigga smacked, ooh These bitches talk about pullin' up with where you at, ooh I'm in a Lamb, bitch, catch me if you can, ooh I'm kickin' bitches out these bodies, Chad, Chad, yeah Mm-hmm, yeah Niggas say I taste like sugar, but ain't *** sweet Mm-hmm, ah Chopped up and now slopped up Hold you raw, see I don't ever get paid for it, Chad, Chad, Chad, Chad, Chad Mwah, mwah, mwah Real hot girl *** Chopped up It ain't always about what you like Sometimes it's about what's right Come on, baby, let's go, baby B-I-T-C-H Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway No, you know you can't control me, baby You need a real one in your life These bitches, they gon' give it to you, right I'll be your B-I-T-C-H Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway No, you know you can't control me, baby You need a real one in your life These bitches, they gon' give it to you, right Why you wanna play with me? You know I'm undefeated A real hot girl know how to keep a nigga Why you wanna play with me? You know I'm undefeated A real hot girl know how to keep a nigga Why you wanna play with me? You know I'm undefeated A real hot girl know how to keep a nigga You say, you say you want respect Well, treat me how you wanna be treated You told me, you told me keep it real But you don't practice what you preachin' You want me to blow your phone up And come in lookin' for you till I find ya Really, you really want me to whoop the hoe? What you talkin' with if I find her? Bitch, you ain't that busy I don't give a *** what you ain't got time for You look me in my eyes and I You lyin', man, that's far, bro Man, you knew I was a player Man, you made me need to relax You know that you gon' hate me If I get the plan, get back Turnin', turnin' to no damage When you met me, boy, I been there You tryin' to make me somethin' That I ain't, and I ain't with that I'd rather be a B-T-T-C-H That's cause that's what you gon' call me When I'm trippin' anyway No, no, you can't control me, baby You need a real one in your life The bitches, they gon' give it to you, right? I'd rather be a B-T-T-C-H Cause that's, cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway No, no, you can't control me, baby You need a real one in your life The bitches, they gon' give it to you, right? I got my mind on gettin' paid We ain't spoken some days He probably thinkin' I'm in pain But I'm really positives I got my mind on gettin' paid We ain't spoken some days He probably thinkin' I'm in pain But I'm really positives I got my mind on gettin' paid We ain't spoken some days He probably thinkin' I'm in pain But I'm really on game Ain't no nigga finna stop me Independent, I mean I'm the *** that he need Can't depend on the prolly And that's ***ed up Cause you know that I don't *** with anybody I be quiet, watch you out here Tellin' stories one side I ain't perfect And I try to fix the *** that ain't workin' But it's 2020 I ain't finna argue about twerkin' Since you wanna test them waters Might as well jump on with both feet If you see me, better act like you don't know me Then you thinkin' *** get better With another biddle, biddle When you realize she ain't got you like I got you I can't help you I'd rather be a bitch I-T-C-H Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway Cause you know you can't control me, baby You need the real one in your life Them bitches ain't no givin' time, right? I'd rather be a bitch I-T-C-H Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway Cause you know you can't control me, baby You need the real one in your life Them bitches ain't no givin' time, right? I'd rather be a bitch I-T-C-H Cause that's what you gon' call me when I'm trippin' anyway Cause you know you can't control me, baby You need the real one in your life Them bitches ain't no givin' time, right? I'd rather be a bitch I-T-C-H Yeah She likes it chopped, not slop I promise you that, dawg Ain't no sense to keep hatin' on the one that's behind you You gon' be poppin' regardless