Lyrics Chit Chat - Young Stoner Life Records , Karlae

We breakin' bitches off like Kit-Kats
'Cause we ain't with the chit chat (Atrocity)
Put it in they face, tell a bitch to get back
Yes sir

Break a bitch off like a Kit-Kat, I ain't with the chit chat
Put it in his face, tell a pussy hoe to get back
Shawty, I'm the shit, you ain't heard? How you miss that?
So much drip, don't slip, I got big swag
Bitches big mad upset 'cause a bitch bag
Gettin' big bags, got more rides than Six Flags
Love it when you up, you fall off they switch fast

Here to get cash, you other bitches kiss ass
Confident and cocky, how you gon' stop me?
Never to take the stand and tell like (woo)
Leave a bitch crippled like Drake on Degrassi
Ride away in broad day in a Ferrari
Green like a safari, life of the party
Wrist so rocky, he call me "iced out shawty"
Type to throw a party, don't invite nobody
Don't compare me, bitch, I ain't like nobody

Broke bitch get fixed, fuck on a rich bitch
Run around thick, with a clique full of (hey)
Watch where you kick shit (kick)
Walk around this bitch lookin' like I just hit a big lick (cash)

I make the rules, I'm a boss (boss)
Kick my feet up in a loft (loft)
40 pointers in my cross (my cross)
And my walk match the talk (yuh, yuh)
Mini-skirt match my J's (J's)
Lip gloss, Gucci shades
Couple Ms on the way (on the way)
Hoes wanna ride my wave (wave)
Post a selfie in a wraith (wraith)
Any bitch catch the fade (fade)

I make the rules, I'm a boss (boss)
Kick my feet up in a loft (the loft)
40 pointers in my cross (my cross)
And my walk match the talk, yuh, yuh

Lil' bitch, you heard what I said (I said)
I see the tracks in your head (how?)
You birds ain't gettin' no bread (none)
Your man be textin', I leave him on read (yup, yup)
He all in my DM, he hopin' I read 'em (texts)
But I never see 'em, I'm countin' up Ms
My life is a movie, you act like a groupie
I'll let you audition to be in my film (skrrt)

OVO shit, slide with the Drake
Ya man's a snitch, and ya bitch is a fake
Millionaire shit, big house by the lake
Yeah, my trap movin', make the neighborhood shake, yeah
I was a star when they found me (found me)
You never been out yo' county (county)
Got on IG tryna down me (down me)
I'm on ya head like a muhfuckin' bounty, hoe (yup)

Broke bitch get fixed, fuck on a rich bitch (yup, yup)
Run around thick, with a clique full of (fits)
Watch where you kick shit
Walk around this bitch lookin' like I just hit a big lick (ha)

I make the rules, I'm a boss (boss)
Kick my feet up in a loft (loft)
40 pointers in my cross (the cross)
And my walk match the talk (yeah, yeah)
Mini-skirt match my J's
Lip gloss, Gucci shades
Couple Ms on the way
Hoes wanna ride my wave
Post a selfie in a wraith (wraith)
Any bitch catch the fade

Rules, I'm a boss
Kick my feet up in a loft
40 pointers in my cross
And my walk match the talk, yuh, yuh