Hood B*tch

Baddest bitch you've ever seen thus far
 When we pull up in the car
 Every time your nigga see us out he be like "Rah"
 Uh, you ain't seen nothing like this before
 In the Merc 3-door, boss bitch galore
 Sauce dripping on the floor and I keep it raw
 Talking like they want more but they're keeping score
 Still I'm winning, tight pussy I'm gripping
 Baby I'm never tripping, rolling in Gucci linen
 I get the bag, I get the bag, I get it done
 Still they're talking shit, fam I'll get you bun
 Coming from the South side of the slum
 Ay, bodybag, bodybag
 Yeah I'm killing shit, baddest in the bits
 With the clique make a nigga sick, why you on my dick?
 I mean you want my clit like you want a hit
 Why you talking slick? You ain't with the shits
 He's so obsessed man, I've got him in his feelings for real
 Said I'm a snack but he tryna eat the cake like a meal
 Labels on me like designers, tryna sign me a deal
 How you want a housewife when you ain't paying the bills?
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the, ay
 And you know I'm ratchet (And you know dat)
 I don't never have it (And you know dat)
 I'll be there anytime it starts off
 Why you moving like you're 'bout it? Little bitch, park off
 Now I'm on a grown ting but you know what it is
 Have your jaw rocking like, you want this?
 I'm a six foot bitch, I do it big
 I don't ever bring no nigga to the crib
 Don't holler at the kid
 When you ain't doing nothing for your kids
 You a pussy and you moving mushy (Moving mushy)
 Acting like it's kushtie
 Little nigga don't push me
 You a fraud and a crook (And a crook)
 Don't try take me for no mook boy
 Yeah, I'm really with the shits boy
 And you know I'm doing bits boy
 Playing with me, I ain't no toy
 I don't need dick, I've got my own toy
 Everybody mad
 Everybody mad
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the, ay
 And you know I'm ratchet (And you know that)
 I don't never have it (And you know that)
 Every day I'm making profit
 Never taking losses
 Bitch who you think you fuckin' crossing?
 I'm a problem (Who?)
 We can get the block rocking, block popping
 But I'm busy getting money
 Who the fuckin' you callin' honey when you bummy?
 Did you pay for the honey?
 I don't know man
 Fuck these niggas, that's the programme
 He tryna fuck me to some slow jams
 I just need a hundred more grands
 Baddest bitch you've ever seen thus far
 When we pull up in the car
 Every time your nigga see us out he be like "Rah"
 Uh, you ain't seen nothing like this before
 In the Merc 3-door
 Baddest bitch you've ever seen thus far
 When we pull up in the car
 Every time your nigga see us out he be like "Rah"
 You ain't seen nothing like this before
 In the Merc 3-door, boss bitch galore
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the-
 And you know I'm ratchet (And you know dat)
 I don't never have it (And you know dat)
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood, bitch
 Just a hood bitch, coming from the hood