The Real Swan - Got It In You Lyrics

Bitches be all in my shit
Like why y'all even give a f*ck
Niggas hating on the couch
I'm riding round in papa's truck
I started moving to the top
So I ain't never giving up
What type of bitch you take me for
You the only bitch that sucks
Praying on my downfall
Hoe , I think you outta luck
You know if I pull up
Your whole team gon' freeze up
You always throwing shots
But I ain't never got struck
Ain't making bread, cash
You a starving lil duck
Fame is not my intention
I'm just looking for a pension
But when I blow up
I'ma love the attention
Got a couple people
Tryna offer me affection
But they ain't come correct
What the heck
Where's the connection
Made a few mistakes
So I made a few corrections
I'm a real ass bitch
These scheming hoes is my licks
Would of f*cked that nigga
He ain't make it on the Knicks
So I picked up some tricks
Almond milk in my trix bitch

Ooooooo, you don't got it in you, hoe
Oooooo, like the way that I do
You don't, ooh

If I say I got it on me
Niggas still gon' try and test me
But I keep my composure
Cause I know I'll get arrested
Getting back at you hoes
Ain't worth being restless
Trust this, Better believe
You have a spot on my get list
You don't got it in you, hoe
Like the way that I do
Yeah I been planning
Now watch what I do
They ain't know they needed me
No, they ain't have a clue
Now I'm coming at you
Hitting you with something new
This is just the start
I don't mean to keep teasing
You don't know me
You knew the nigga with no reasons
Mad at the world
Ready to commit treason
Had to clear the air
Baby had to let the breeze in
So I kept changing
Every three with the seasons
Stopped all the cryin' and cuttin'
I was healing
Bleached hair
Actin' out with all my piercings
Being aware of the problems
I was dealing

Ooooooo, you don't got it in you, hoe
Ooooooooo, like the way that I do
You don't, ooh

You don't got it in you, bitch
I'm not goin' back and forth
Found a new path
Now I'm only lookin' forward
I might touch on the subject
In the future if I'm for it
But let's keep it a buck, ho
You can't endure it
Show me what you got
Prove a nigga wrong
Since you think you so hot
Can you make a hit song
That make bitches wanna pop
And them niggas wanna drop
Niggas call me trash
Now I'm lit like I forgot