Lyrics Lil Bitch - Miss LaFamilia

Lil Bitch

But I bet you can’t your money where your mouth is
Nah Nah Nah
It’s a shame
When your man don’t give you brain (Uh)
Me and you are not the same (Uh)
I’m getting top up in the Range (Lil Bitch, Lil Bitch)
Yeah I stumbled 'cross some change (Ay)
Everyday I look like money, everybody’s acting strange (Yeah, yeah)
'Cause I don’t care (Nah)
And the game’s all mine and there’s no shares
I’m the Queen for the throne, get your own chair
I ain’t going nowhere 'cause I’m home here
Lil bitch, how you like that?
When the kitty’s so tight you’ve gotta call back
When the booty’s so big, make him backtrack
Got a nigga begging on his knees for this fat cat
See I came in the game and it ain’t been the same
Couple chicks on my name but I swear they give me vain
Stay off my dick, stay in your lane
Bitches is pressed, oh what a shame
And it’s always the man with the wickedest chat
See them in the flesh and they ain’t all that
Niggas always claim that they getting in stacks
Went to finesse him but he never had jack
Jack, jack, jack
It’s a shame
When your man don’t give you brain (Uh)
Me and you are not the same (Uh)
I’m getting top up in the Range (Lil Bitch, Lil Bitch)
Yeah I stumbled 'cross some change (Ay)
Everyday I look like money, everybody’s acting strange (Yeah, yeah)
Liar, said you got smoke, can’t see no fire
Pocket’s on broke, we Gucci attire
That’s baby drip, there’s hope for a trier
Lil bitch boy
Could have been the man with half a brick boy
And they don’t know you on the strip
See shells start flying, best go for your stick (Nah, nah nah nah)
See I’ve always been a little terror
Name a bitch badder than me in my era
Penthouse suites, overseas for the dinner
Pussy on his plate, yo fam, can you chin up
Cum five times in his mouth then I bill up
Brain game’s whack if he’s done and I’m still up
Gang gang, work on your tongue, get your skill up
Sutting so sweet, pussy juice on syrup
It’s a shame
When your man don’t give you brain (Uh)
Me and you are not the same (Uh)
I’m getting top up in the Range (Lil Bitch, Lil Bitch)
Yeah I stumbled 'cross some change (Ay)
Everyday I look like money, everybody’s acting strange (Yeah, yeah)
Sweet like honeydew
Make a bad bitch badder what the money do
And it’s bands on bands when I’m coming through
And it’s gang on gang when I’m coming too
And it’s plaques on plaques when I’m coming up
You know I ain’t really with the funny stuff
Talk shit fat bitch, get your tummy tucked
Black whips and sticks when we running up
Lil Bitch
Lil Bitch
Lil Bitch