[Lyric] BIG MUTHA (bbymutha)

Yea
Gold all on my grill
Jus popped a pill
I'm tryna make a mil
Bitches want the tea
Im finna spill
I only shoot to kill
Not the type of bitch who need a deal
Im way too fucking real
Spit all in these pussy niggas faces
Cocaine got me actin racist
They hate it
I put these bitches in they place
I don’t hesitate
I can’t let u shit on me
Im bigmutha the great
Pockets husky
Gaining weight
I like em bloody
Like my steaks
Make it creamy
Like a shake
My planet earth
Im smoking quakes
Give a fuck if its exotic
Hypnotic
Im on the way
Im the reason why a lotta these bitches
Wanna be gay
Turn em on
I turn em out
Then i send em along the way
Its okay
Bae call me later
Im kinda busy today
Smellin good
That mutha magick
I keep a bag w the spray
Im so used to having roaches
I gotta keep me some raid
They can say whatever bout me
Can’t say i ain't gettin paid
I ain't keepin up bitches
Who gotta keep up w j’s
Fendi walkin
Can’t be caught w no bummy bitch
Ain't no way
On my level
Off the schedule
Im greasing my nigga braids
Im a boss
I hit my lips w the gloss
Throw on the shades
He gon pull up with that dick
I disappoint em
Play em
Spades
Yea
Games
Niggas is toys
He say he love me
Im fuckin his boys
Might take his bitch
Like a sexy decoy
No maury povich
Dat baby ain't yours
Ain't no bitch fuckin w me
Check the score
He want the jezebel
Demon, the whore
Im like a westwood
You more like a kors
Just bought a dick
And its bigger than yours
(repeat)