Lame bitches pop *, see em runnin' like they lipsCame in this bitch with my dolls, they gon' go and I said sitWe gang, gang up in the mix, they watch us like neck flicksIn the robins, you was fit, took em off and splatter *My hitters look so innocent, like they wouldn't hurt a soulNext thing you know, it's in your head like a coneKeep that girl up in your nose, no way we don't do no drugsWe just smoke a lot of weed, that we get free from the plugWe don't kiki with them bitches, we don't want no fake loveWe just celebrating, watching hate, I know your life sucksAnd it's looking up for us, strangers calling me their cussWalking in the club for free, lil' bitch, you got her on the doorI know you in your feelings, cause we got the slice, you get the crumbsSpeaking on my name, lil' bitch, I come and get your tongueWell, talk to the hell, when I fell out, *, she ain't helpSo I don't wanna hear you happy for me, keep it to yourselfLil' B, lil' B, lil' B, lil' B, lil B, lil' B, lil' B, lil' B, lil' B, lil' B, lil' BI'm pretty from the toes up, I be lookin' so authenticI'm the topic, they discussing, lil' bitch, I was in my businessShoot the shots, but I don't feel it, cut the roof, I don't want no sillin'Watch my rims, I don't wanna bend it, turn the truth, I get offendedHe is screaming, independent, but you barely making penniesI never get too comfortable, I push me to the limitUsed to have to paint the picture, now I really live itUsed to dream about the ghosts, now I'm really in itYou ain't gotta do the most when you're really winningEven Rekha see Camilla got the key to the city47 shots, make Camilla rockThen I did it bop, bop, then I watch him dropIf they don't want smoke, tell them get backCut my attitude, don't know how to actGot some new money, got some blue moneyAnd some real fans, * who's sleeping on meLil' bitch, lil' bitch, lil' bitch, lil' bitch, lil' bitchIt's, it's, it's in my account, I don't never keep it on meCheck out these receipts, I can't afford to top sport itIn the face, he genuine, so I wrote it like I'm TonyBy the way you introduced yourself, I knew that you was phonyBy the way that nigga walk, I know he got her, got some moneyAnd the way that nigga walk, I know he got her, got some moneyIn the trap like a colored cookieSafe fly nigga like I'm hunkingI get it in I don't do no talkingMight look light but I really walk itHeaders make me bring my best styleGot the right to keep my breasts highI'm the hottest bitch in my mindI'ma sub a mile like Omega PsyI be drilling like a front of ChiBut I'm really from the dirty sideDuval nigga north sideWith a stupid hustle going worldwideShe get ugly like a Chuckie brideI'm on my wave nigga high tideI ain't trippin' baby you can slideOn that down to summer * I survive*Lil B, Lil B, Lil B on top, you feel it?