Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quanteisha Benjamin
Songwriter
Ricci H
Songwriter
Lyrics
Half brown half jamaican off the rip got drip
Smart ass, big hustle, im a bad lil' bitch
Testosterone driven, Energy, big dick
From day 1 been choosy, don't say i switched
Fuck a bill imma muthafuckin benjamin
I'm a real one, head to toe; genuine
I'm the bag, cant no motherfucker tell me shit
Boss nigga, i walk in a room it's evident
I'm a baker like Anita, bitch tell me where the bread at
put her hands on me- that gon be the spot she dead at
It's better if a bitch just don't try me
Big pac nas type chick from the nineties
Intimidate a fuck nigga on sight
Love a smart dude, even if he white
do it like me?- hoe, hmm Not quite
A bitch topflight, nigga talk to me nice
Gimme room, back up, lemme talk my shit
Run it up, stack up i'm about my biz
Hard pass on a nigga if he goofy
Livin' My best Life, it's a movie
Gimme room, back up, lemme talk my shit
City girls, act up, they gon throw a fit
In this bitch iced out, actin bougieee
One in a million, you know i ain't aaliyah
Cut a bitch off, dead to me, i won't feed her
birds wanna talk my name and shit
fuck my sloppy seconds, no shame and shit
Ring leader, i'm the black Regina george
far cry from mixed girl next door,
The one above us, only man that i trust
And a hatin' ass bitch can't sit with us
I ride it like the beat, m'nigga call me harley
Love the Way i rock the mic swallow like i'm starving
Real af in a fake ass world
Big mama I'm ma mean girl
Who got the juice, who is the bag?- QB
Who got the sauce, who fullaaaa that curry
I am the one, THESE bitches don't move me
Shittin on them, like fibre ran through me
Gimme room, back up, lemme talk my shit
Run it up, stack up i'm about my biz
Hard pass on a nigga if he gooooofy
Livin' My best Life, issa movie
Gimme room, back up, lemme talk my shit
City girls, act up, they gon throw a fit
In this bitch iced out, actin bougieee
Hatin' hoes mad, looking at me moody
Writer(s): Quanteisha Benjamin
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