I Got It Bhad Bhabie

[Intro]
SMOKESCREEN

[Chorus]
It's really no flex, I got it (I got it)
Six-figure checks, I got it (I got it)
These hoes act so psychotic
Like they don't know I got it (What's wrong with you?)
50K cash, I got it (I got it)
Two-hundred on my dash, I got it (I got it, bitch)
The game on smash, I got it
My hoes won't last like I did

[Verse 1]
They wanna flex for the clout (Yuh)
Same one that's counting me out (Yuh)
You bitches just running yo' mouth
But that ain't what I'm about (Yah)
I'm running up commas in place
Still stomp a bitch out in my J's
They took me out of the streets
But I'm still stuck in my ways
Why would I care what you thots would say?
You hoes look like somebody smashed your face
Still see my face, I ain't got no cake
They showing fake, let them mask the hate
Still stuck on me like some masking tape
I'm fresh to death like I passed away
Can't stop my hustle, don't have no brakes
I'm already winning, don't have to race