Yeah, real ghetto bitch Real Atlanta shit, da fuck Big Bank Beisha Queen of motherfucking Atlanta I“m shitting on all these bitches
These bitches can“t even motherfucking touch me Brandin Blanco Big Birkins, A cuts, all that shit, and that“s just that on that
I“m on a whole nother level, I been in my bag, and I keep getting better I“m getting richer, that ass getting thicker, my diamonds they keep getting wetter Fuck I look like going back and forth with a little that is not on my level I do not give a fuck, tell that bitch, try that little shit, get fold up like a pretzel Straight ghetto bitch from Atlanta, but I get bougie, I might bring the Birkin out Pussy pink, I“m on her mans, make y“all little bitches wanna put your purses down Hood rich, ghetto shit, got your nigga all my dms, he flirting now
Crazy how they used to talk about me, but now my name all in they searches now Pretty in the face, little in the waist, I talk my shit, I get cocky These bitches wan be me, these bitches canĀ“t see me, got CC all over my body Killing bitches, itĀ“s a hobby All of my lingo they copy Step your shit up, bitch you sloppy That shit that you doing is not it My life is great, every night shrimp and steak, I pull up on red carpets, and they feed me grapes The gangstas fuck with me, put you on a plate, make you part of āGods Planā choppas sing just like Drake IĀ“m finna talk some real cash shit, been in my bag bitch, IĀ“m doing real fine IĀ“m doing better then all of my opps, I pop shit on the gram and in real life
Talk that talk, I“ma walk that walk, I only speak facts None of these bitches is seeing me, and that“s just that on that Stay down ten toes, I“ma real bitch I don“t play around, I walk in and kill shit Big Cuban on my neck, cost a whole brick Made myself a boss, now I“ma rich bitch I“ma rich bitch, I“ma rich bitch Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick Made myself a boss now, I“ma rich bitch I“ma rich bitch, I“ma rich bitch Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick Made myself a boss now, I“ma rich bitch
I get that bag and I double it, you and your life is in crumbles bitch
I“m tired of all of that humble shit, I come around and they mumbling It ain“t my fault you keep fumbling, Queen of Atlanta, I“m running it I“m your bitch body goals, my booty all swole, my nigga stay rubbing it I made my self popping, I“m self made, never needed a co-sign And if they sleeping on me, I“m finna wake em up, mother fuck a bed-time Every day it“s a new bitch hating, I tell her to fall in line Tryna throw shade on name, but these diamonds on me gon make sure that I always shine
Talk that talk, I“ma walk that walk, I only speak facts None of these bitches is seeing me, and that“s just that on that
Stay down ten toes, I“ma real bitch I don“t play around, I walk in and kill shit Big Cuban on my neck, cost a whole brick Made myself a boss, now I“ma rich bitch I“ma rich bitch, I“ma rich bitch Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick Made myself a boss now, I“ma rich bitch I“ma rich bitch, I“ma rich bitch Big Cuban on my neck cost a whole brick Made myself a boss now, I“ma rich bitch