Big Pressure (Outro) Lyrics

Built not Bought with the shit

Yeah I started from the bottom

Now I made it out this bitch

On my grind with a hustle

Really got it off the muscle

Now I'm coming for the bags

Bitch I'm really on ya ass

Lame ass hoes talked shit all through college

Now these hoes down bad

Pussy full of mileage

And they mad cause I'm really on my fit shit

Been the queen for eight summers

Yeah I'm on my Nicki shit

Whack bitches be so corny

Put them out in the field

But them hoes can't last

Cause they ass ain't real

Know a bunch of fake hoes

That be talking that shit

How the fuck that make you look

When you be calling me sis

And I been peeped you hoes

And the game that you play

Half ass supporting bitches

But you smile in my face

Jealous ass hoes mad cause

They shit look lame

Bitch we could have been a team

But y'all hoes so fake

Clique'd up ass hoes in them

Chats talking shit

Line em up against me

And Ima still be that bitch

When I got locked up

These hoes thought it was funny

Sent my mugshot around

Now I'm up and you a dummy

Glo'd up on these hoes

Now they looking real shitty

Hoe your prime was in college

You a lame you not sadity

Hoes think my body fake

Baby we are not the same

Ya'll did that shit for some clout

But ya ass is still a lame

Keep talking all that shit

Ima still be that bitch

You hoes know it's up now

Real bitches been down

(Been down bitch)

Weak hoes can't feel me

I'm to real of a bitch

Hard core pretty gangsta

I'm a fucking Savage

Two degrees in my bag

Yeah I'm on my boss shit and you bum hoes mad

Cause I'm still that bitch (Bitch)