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I'm that bitch from AM to PM

Your baby daddy love the way

I freak him and leave him

I stack my own cash

A nigga never need them

And I'm a big girl

So the meat gets eaten

From the front I like it slow

From the back do the dash

If you ain't know now you know

That Big Plex in her bag

I'm the shit yeah that's 'fo 'sho

You get kept in the back

Baby Plex is 'bout to blow

So I wouldn't stand so close

Do it big yeah do the most

And the way I shine is gross

Call him jaw

He call me throat

I'm a Cap so I'm the goat

Bitches live for what I post

I get checks from coast to coast

Keep my own damn shit afloat

Said he want me

I said don't

Told him up no where to hope

Think I'm playing ain't no joke

The next nigga I let stroke

Rey paint me portraits with his nose

Said you love me under oath

Still I wouldn't trust the hoe

Shit ain't real it be a hoax

Make a bitch want all the smoke

Man who better than me

I said who better than me

Bring your bitch to the table

I bet she still wouldn't eat

Get a call from a label

Tell 'em finger number 3

I'm independent and winning

I said who better than me

Ain't nobody better

I am shitting on your bitch

In any kind of weather

Be needing a fat J

To get my mind together

I'm rey go get paid

I'm the slickest eva

Come up 10 plus

When I close a deal

Did it on my own

How you think it feel

Sometimes I look to God

Like is it real

But I deserve it all

You should see my reel

Get lit everyday

Like it's my birthday

Never gave a fuck

About what you say

'Ya nigga beating down my phone

Like it's his duty

If I don't answer he

Have a bad day

Yeah I talk shit

'Cause I'm 'bout that

Everything I say

You can fact check

I don't leave the house

For less than 8 racks

Man what Gotti say

I got that fucking sack

Man who better than me

I said who better than me

Bring your bitch to the table

I bet she still wouldn't eat

Get a call from a label

Tell 'em finger number 3

I'm independent and winning

I said who better than me

I'm a get it fucking all

Fucking all

If you keep up on that slick shit

Lose 'ya jaw

Lose 'ya jaw

I don't worry 'bout these broads

'Bout these broads

If I really want the nigga

Then you lost

Then you lost

I don't worry 'bout the cost

'Bout the cost

Man that shit feel really good

I had to crawl 'fore I ball

Bitch I am a fucking boss

Fucking boss

CEO of so much shit

I I might break my ankle off

Man who better than me

I said who better than me

Bring your bitch to the table

I bet she still wouldn't eat

Get a call from a label

Tell 'em finger number 3

I'm independent and winning

I said who better than me