Lyrics

[Intro] (Street kings, we make music) [Chorus] Bitches big mad, and these niggas can't have me You a bum bitch, and your nigga want a baddie Feelin' like Griselda with the money in the mattress Model walk on these bitches when I come on, stop the traffic Make him stop, pause, hol' up, wait When I put this ass in yo' face Make him stop, pause, hol' up, wait When I put this ass in yo' face [Verse] Bitches always in they feelings, what is really goin' on? Blew a check on designer, throw the change at you bums Got a Birkin on my arms, plenty Benjis in my wallet Takin' off on you bitches, conversation be on private When we land, tip the pilot, throwin' money, start a riot You a fan, clap yo' hands if your pussy low mileage We'll be ridin', no brakes, and we roll like tires Got a nigga, he a eater, suck me like a vampire See, I ain't worried 'bout a bitch on some real shit We gettin' money, send a drill, that's the kill switch Model walk on you bitches, got designer on my frames Cuban links on my neck, all you hoes know my name [Chorus] Bitches big mad, and these niggas can't have me You a bum bitch, and your nigga want a baddie Feelin' like Griselda with the money in the mattress Model walk on these bitches when I come on, stop the traffic Make him stop, pause, hol' up, wait When I put this ass in yo' face Make him stop, pause, hol' up, wait When I put this ass in yo' face [Verse 2] Bad bitches make it pop like a rubber band You ain't fuckin' with a juvenile, understand? Chasin' money, big bags, big plans A real boss on his arm like a wristband She a hater, need work on her body Flirtin' with your nigga when I pull up in a Mase' If you don't do it for the money, it's a hobby Make me drop a bag like I came up in the lobby I tell 'em, "Hey, bighead," like Yo Gotti Send a CashApp or put it in the bitch pocket And I ain't trippin' if another bitch got it Numbers don't lie, cut the check, that's a profit [Chorus] Bitches big mad, and these niggas can't have me You a bum bitch, and your nigga want a baddie Feelin' like Griselda with the money in the mattress Model walk on these bitches when I come on, stop the traffic Make him stop, pause, hol' up, wait When I put this ass in yo' face Make him stop, pause, hol' up, wait When I put this ass in yo' face [Outro] (Street kings, we make music)