[Chorus: Dreezy, BIA]
(Bitch duh)
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet (Bitch duh)
Big B Bottega on my feet (Bitch duh)
Can't have your nigga, I play for keeps (Uhh, uhh)
BIA BIA
[Verse 1: BIA]
I hear bitches poppin' shit and that's so funny to me (Funny to me)
How you say you runnin' down but you can't walk on the beat? (Can't walk on the beat)
I ain't know I had an opp, cause she don't say shit to me (Uhh)
I'ma cop me a new gun before I cop me a plea (Bitch duh)
Heard they want my low I dropped it in Dubai (Bitch duh)
I can never turn my phone on just to cry
On a live, I hate a sneaky nigga, pick a side
If you wanna get up with me, tell that bitch that we're outside (Haa)
[Verse 2: KenTheMan]
Hey bookie, how you mad behind some big love
Cliqued up with some bitches that ain't got much
You ain't really talk but you're a Twitter thug
Mad behind my ex, you should be about that account, love
I'm turned up
Bitch she said she fuck with me must be on cocaina bad
Gave that bitch my maid number, use it with your dusty ass
Thirty-six my shoes I heard you tape 'em and then take 'em back
Heard your nigga spinnin' every block and you gon' take him back
Big Ds
Tell her that the D stand for her desperate ass
Big Dreez
Get me thirty seconds, I'ma body that
With ease
Askin' 'bout your nigga, he where mami at
If you feelin' frisky baby, you know where to find me at
(Bitch duh)
Yeah, I'm about to spin about a tweet (Bitch duh)
Big B Bottega on my feet (Bitch duh)
Can't have your nigga, I play for keeps (Uhh, uhh)
BIA BIA
[Verse 1: BIA]
I hear bitches poppin' shit and that's so funny to me (Funny to me)
How you say you runnin' down but you can't walk on the beat? (Can't walk on the beat)
I ain't know I had an opp, cause she don't say shit to me (Uhh)
I'ma cop me a new gun before I cop me a plea (Bitch duh)
Heard they want my low I dropped it in Dubai (Bitch duh)
I can never turn my phone on just to cry
On a live, I hate a sneaky nigga, pick a side
If you wanna get up with me, tell that bitch that we're outside (Haa)
[Verse 2: KenTheMan]
Hey bookie, how you mad behind some big love
Cliqued up with some bitches that ain't got much
You ain't really talk but you're a Twitter thug
Mad behind my ex, you should be about that account, love
I'm turned up
Bitch she said she fuck with me must be on cocaina bad
Gave that bitch my maid number, use it with your dusty ass
Thirty-six my shoes I heard you tape 'em and then take 'em back
Heard your nigga spinnin' every block and you gon' take him back
Big Ds
Tell her that the D stand for her desperate ass
Big Dreez
Get me thirty seconds, I'ma body that
With ease
Askin' 'bout your nigga, he where mami at
If you feelin' frisky baby, you know where to find me at
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