Bully Freestyle

[Intro]
Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT

[Chorus]
Damn, I'm on my bully, I do too much, I'm really that bitch, huh?
She be mad, that nigga a dog, he never get off my pics, wait
Girl, don't do it, you'll really get packed, no FedEx two day ship (Nah)
My ex mad as shit, baby, I'm the baddest bitch (I am)
I get the breesh and I dub him
That nigga's a dub
No, he cannot dress
I cannot fuck him (No)
Maxed his card, it wasn't hard
Nigga was feenin' to touch me (Touch me)
The way that I move, that way that I walk
Know, you shouldn't trust me (Nah)
I stuff the hundreds in a duffy
Them hatin' bitches really love me (They do)
How you my bitch and you sub me? (Huh?)
If you talk crazy, we'll end it abruptly
Fearing no bitch, only God is above me
Yeah they watchin' all my moves
If she want drill shit, she better come with the tool
I ain't even gotta prove
Soon as I step in the room, they getting in tune

[Verse]
Talkin' money, come correct to me
I'm gettin' nasty off Hennessy
He gonna spam me respectfully (Grrt)
Niggas could never get next to me (No)
I got the sauce, I'm the recipe
She throwin' shots, ain't no doctor, Twitter fingers, she a blogger
Couple karats on the collar
Told that boy to give me mata (Mata, mata)
How you think they gonna beat me, nigga? (What?)
You better know how to treat me, nigga
He ain't mine, you just seen me with him
But don't be surprised if I'm leaving with him
How you think they gonna beat me, nigga? (What?)
You better know how to treat me, nigga
He ain't mine, you just seen me wit' him
But don't be surprised if I'm leaving with him

[Chorus]
Damn, I'm on my bully, I do too much, I'm really that bitch, huh?
She be mad, that nigga a dog, he never get off my pics, wait
Girl, don't do it, you'll really get packed, no FedEx two day ship (Nah)
My ex mad as shit, baby, I'm the baddest bitch (I am)
I get the breesh and I dub him
That nigga's a dub
No, he cannot dress
I cannot fuck him (No)
Maxed his card, it wasn't hard
Nigga was feenin' to touch me (Touch me)
The way that I move, that way that I walk
Know, you shouldn't trust me (Nah)
I stuff the hundreds in a duffy
Them hatin' bitches really love me (They do)
How you my bitch and you sub me? (Huh?)
If you talk crazy, we'll end it abruptly
Fearing no bitch, only God is above me
Yeah they watchin' all my moves
If she want drill shit, she better come with the tool
I ain't even gotta prove
Soon as I step in the room, they getting in tune