Bitch I’m The Shit Tyga

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[Chorus]
Bitch I'm the shit
Bitch I'm the shit
Bitch I'm the shit
I ain't worried bout shit
Bitch I'm the shit
Bitch I'm the shit
I'm on my own shit
You don't see my outfit, bitch I'm
Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin'
Bitch I'm the shit, see me
Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin'
Bitch I'm the shit

[Verse 1]
Bitches all in my car
They wanna roll with a star
Got all these niggas mad, pop the trunk, blast ya face off
Nigga you ain't met T-Raw
Hit the bass so hard
Got bitches takin it off, I can't fuck if she too tall
Gotta bitch that play ball
Foul the pussy, I charge
Make that ass applaud, I don't cuff her like the law
I fly bitch to Milan
She don't know what I'm on
I play the game so crazy, she thinkin' ain't shit saw
Wheel 'em in, wheel 'em in
Like Vanna White, Wheel of Fortune
While you all up up in her face, man she thinkin' that shit torture
Win again, win again
Cause nigga I stay scorchin'
I'm the man man on fire, kill your style like abortion

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