Slap A Bitch

[Intro]
I need to slap a bitch!
Now you know I had to make a song
Next time someone wants to talk shit, I'm gonna write a song about you too
Fuck all these fake ass bitches

[Chorus]
Don’t make me slap a chick
I heard they runnin' their mouth
They 'bout to run in their house when I come out
’Cause I will slap a bitch
People around you are soft
I'll knock their lashes right off, the Lady Boss

[Verse 1]
They're runnin' the minute I step in the room
I don't just talk it, you know what I do
Think 'cause I'm famous, I won't entertain it
I get in their anus, who fuckin’ with who?
I’m as real as they come, the nеighborhood know me
No textin', no DM, no inbox, no phonies
P-P-P-P-Phoniеs, phonies, phonies
Runnin’ in circles like hamsters and ponies
Nobody owns me, do what I want
Man, you can't step to the level I'm on
Move anywhere, I'm a [?] on my enemy, frenemies, gettin’ it first like a pawn
It's easy, like shooting some ducks in a pond
Fuck you bitch, now it's on
I'll jump out your bushes, no show-ups, no pushes
Couple of jabs with a couple of bombs

[Chorus]
Don't make me slap a chick
I heard they runnin' their mouth
They 'bout to run in their house when I come out
'Cause I will slap a bitch
People around you are soft
I'll knock their lashes right off, the Lady Boss
Don't make me slap a chick
I'm in the street, you gon' see me
I even do it on TV, they TMZ me
'Cause I will slap a bitch
You know my temper 'gon flare up
And then I'm throwin' my hair up, and then we square up

[Verse 2]
Speak and get cold-cocked (Bitches)
Don't look so shocked (Bitches)
Lips get swole, next thing you know, skippin' that Botox
Drita will beat-uh, smoke 'em like reefer
Go through the beef like a fuckin' meat cleaver
I'm stronger, you weaker, I'm sick of these tweeters
We don't FaceTime 'less the feds make a seizure
Bumpin' our movie like bass in a speaker
You cop-callin' leeches all run to the bleachers
Punk little-leaguers, eager to take Drita straight to the cleaners
I'm hot like a fever
You rat little creatures, I'm changin' your features
You're probably a bleeder, don't fuck up my [?]
Forget like amnesia, stripes like a zebra
Watch how you speak -ta, they call me the reaper

[Chorus]
Don't make me slap a chick
I heard they runnin' their mouth
They 'bout to run in their house when I come out
'Cause I will slap a bitch
People around you are soft
I'll knock their lashes right off, the Lady Boss
Don't make me slap a chick
I'm in the street, you gon' see me
I even do it on TV, they TMZ me
'Cause I will slap a bitch
You know my temper 'gon flare up
And then I'm throwin' my hair up, and then we square up