[verse 1] i don’t know bitches, bitches know me hot topic, i live rent free (fuckin’ with their peace on a daily) bitches think they slick like rick? nah, bitches big backs like rick ross if i had a dick, never would i ever let bitches suck on it you hoes got bodies, on bodies, on bodies pussy poppin’, they be fuckin’ on anybody put fear in who? bitch i don’t fear nobody [chorus] i be lookin’ dreamy in my itty bitty hot-pink bikini (so pretty) hoes stay mad, lowkey they wanna eat it John Cena in this bitch, can’t touch and you can’t see me i’m not like any of you hoes, i’m better wet ain’t wet enough, babe i’m wetter got your bitch wildin’, come get her (come get your bitch) flow vicious, venomous imma dead her (dead her) [verse 2] in my own lane, face card on insane (fuck a plain jane) keep it classy, upper echelon don’t need no man to gas me (i be my own hype man) i do it better than he can got grown men in they feelings (fuck them though) i never knew gangstas yapped this much... you mad i ain’t keepin' in touch? only gangsta i know that ain't bout no action (go pop another perc) always crashin', still no traction crazy work baby, i don’t waste time with bitches (ew) just another day that ends in y (not new to this, i'm true to this) no energy to waste on a dead guy… it’s givin’ coke rant, low rent and i love that for you, truly (love that for you) [chorus] dreamy in my itty bitty hot-pink bikini (so pretty) hoes stay mad, lowkey they wanna eat it John Cena in this bitch, can’t touch and you can’t see me i’m not like any of you hoes, i’m better wet ain’t wet enough, babe i’m wetter got your bitch wildin’, come get her (come get your bitch) flow vicious, venomous imma dead her (dead her) [outro] she wanna lick it, she a bitch of taste wanna see my ass in a thong (red lace) helped give birth to these bitches, i’m a doula bank account all bout them commas, ain’t chasin’ no dick only chase the moolah get into it, bitches… Lyrics by Bree Mae ···©️ 2026 DRiF Records ···
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