Текст песни Bitch I Got - Shelly D

You got me fucked up
Like real fucked up (Go head)
I seen you wit this bitch
I saw you
You think she wanna spoil you (Fuck is you talking about)
You ain't shit
You ain't neva goin be shit
You just a bum ass bitch out here
Ima get this paper
Ima get this bag (Who the fuck you think you fooling)

Bitch I got style
Bitch I gotta vibe know it drive you wild
Bitch I got mo money, mo money, mo money pile it up high
I usually wouldn't reply
But nahh lil bitch I got time today
(Bitch I got time, bitch I got time, bitch I got time)
Bitch I got time today
(Bitch I got time, bitch I got time, bitch I got time)

Bitch I got style
Bitch I gotta vibe know it drive you wild
Bitch I got mo money, mo money, mo money pile it up high
I usually wouldn't reply
But nahh lil bitch I got time today
(Bitch I got time, bitch I got time)
Bitch I got time today
(Bitch I got time, bitch I got time, bitch I got time)

Bitch I got a problem wit you always flexin
Like I wasn't shit
When you know I'm the best that you ever goin get
Hear my name
In yo face it show everything that you miss
I could read off a list
You miss how I kiss it
You miss how I listen
When you hear this song you goin probably start venting on Insta'
Then you'll be hittin my phone and repenting
But you can forget it... bitch
It's the same shit repeated
It's really not needed
Showed me who you are
And now bitch I believe it
Took me some time to see just how you treated shit
I went beyond and above for you
Still bitch I got love for you
Gold diggin hoe, here bitch I got a dub for ya
I used to be dumb for ya
Talking bout how you left me
Bitch I had to run from ya
You take toxic to another level
Bitch I got tired of you playin Geppetto
How you bring the beast out a nigga so mellow
I was pulling teeth tryna make ya do better
You was pose' to ride wit a nigga fo' ever
Front row when I do Coachella
You never had my back like stamps to a letter
All the money in the world wouldn't make it no better
Now bitch I got options
And u keep tryna pop in
My phone blowin up wit the baddest women
You don't even make top ten
Guess you're mad that you're not them
And I got 'em shoppin
I won't answer, I'm locked in
Leave me lone or get blocked then bitch

You think you can just leave
Ima kill myself
Matter fact bitch
Ima kill you
And myself
Can you just
Can you just call me back

Bitch I got style
Bitch I gotta vibe know it drive you wild
Bitch I got mo money, mo money, mo money pile it up high
I usually wouldn't reply
But nahh lil bitch I got time today
(Bitch? who you calling a bitch)
Bitch I got time today
(All I'm tryna do is have a conversation)

You wanna kno how I'm livin
Bitch I got a new crib
I done fucked around and came to my senses
Bitch I got a new head
I'm hot as a Keurig
And I know it hurts still
On my way to my first mil
Bitch you coulda got first dibs
Act like an adult for once
No time for the games
I'm done wit em
Bitch I got 99 problems
Since your no longer one of em
You keep talkin smack, that's just bubblegum
Girl you a funny one
I needed Wonder Woman
Bitch I got a new one comin
And if that one don't work out
Bitch I got 100 of em
You take toxic to another level
You shoulda caught a tech, thought you was payin the refs
Wore my heart on my sleeve so long, Ima mess
Now Bitch I gotta buy a Patek
Girl you got issues and that ain't my business
You actin ridiculous, bitch I got feelings
You ain't gotta fuck wit me
Bitch I got bitches
And you helped me get em
Too scared of committin
Now bitch I got options
And you keep tryna pop in
My phone blown up wit the baddest women
You dont even make top ten
Guess you mad that you're not them
And I got 'em shoppin
I won't answer, I'm locked in
Leave me lone or get blocked then bitch