Lyrics
[verse 1] bitches so loud, they stay local baddest of them all, pretty though i'm loca perra mala, cara sácate mi nombre de tu boca it's fuck how you feel me and my man on that good coca imma fuck him for life and it's fuck you for life if you cross that line [chorus] gettin' to the bag, i like weird phony bitches? i don't like if you pop up again, you gon' have to die i could really punch a bitch up BGC, i might fight something bout me got ‘em movin' outta spite and that's some shit i don't like [verse 2] why come at me sideways? i don't play that way (fuck you thought?) my shit VIP i move in and out easily execute my hits perfectly every game i play, i be the MVP bitches know that, they envy me and if you got sumn to say, bitch don't CC me i don't do bitches that get lippy (can't lie) [bridge] ridin' with a shotty, shotty run for cover, you ain't about it (bout it) got y'all catchin' strays what can i say? just havin' a bad day few bitches really got my back (they know who they are) i might get jacked like Mike handle these bitches, i really might (baby, i promise it's on sight) bitches think they ate, mentally they delayed even when i run on E i ain't never late and i stay so high and mighty guess i'm above the hate OCD, none of y'all can touch me keep talkin' in circles don't get shit done bitches procrastinators woke up on the wrong side of the bed today imma terminate her [chorus] gettin' to the bag, i like weird phony bitches? i don't like if you pop up again, you gon' have to die i could really punch a bitch up BGC, i might fight something bout me got ‘em movin' outta spite and that's some shit i don't like [outro] island bitches, they lost (can't tell them apart no more) don't know who they be bitches is faceless, nameless headless dead to me get off my clit none of you worth my energy so it's fuck you, before you ever fuck me ···©️ 2026 DRiF Records ··· Lyrics by Bree Mae