Bitch I be, Bitch I be
Bitch I be stuntin', Bitch I be stuntin'
F*cking on your bitch it's nothing, You know you see them commas comin'
You know you see it and you love it , You know you see it and you
Bitch my wrist perfect timing, yeah it flooded
Countin all these blu hunnids, nigga it ain't nothin'
F*ckin' with that gang, you get fifty to the stomach
Yeah that's the tummy , yo nigga bummy
Nigga got crust in his eye, yeah he crumby
I be making money while I'm fried
Keep coming, f*ckin' with that guy, you gon' die
Like it's nothing, Like it's nothing
Bitch I be, Bitch I be
Bitch I be stuntin', Bitch I be stuntin'
Bitch I be stuntin', Bitch I be stuntin'