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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
BIA
Vocals
Timbaland
Additional Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bianca Landrau
Songwriter
Missy Elliott
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
Edgar Ferrera
Songwriter
Jordan Gomez
Songwriter
Enoch Rich Harris III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timbaland
Producer
SkipOnDaBeat
Producer
Lil Rich
Producer
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Kevin "K.D." Davis
Mixing Engineer
Enoch Harris III
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Yeah, uh
Brr (yeah), hah, hah (grr)
Ayy (yeah), uh
BIA, BIA (BIA, BIA)
Soon as you see me I up it, I'm gone
I'm really livin' the shit in my song
Glock in my bag and it don't got a safety
I make the money, I don't let it make me
Shout out Diana, she raised me
I'm with my member, he rockin' a paisley
That's word to Moula, can't phase me
I rather cheat before he drive me crazy
I'm that bitch
I'm into guns if they come with a switch
I got a type if he makin' me rich
And these bitches be watchin' my page like a twitch
Into one ear and go straight out the mata
I like my niggas the color of Malta
He smokin' gas and he speakin' in Patois
I'm tryna put all my opps on a alter
And we smokin' ya hot like a grabba (grabba)
I'm a top bitch, I'm a alpha (alpha)
I'm addicted to money and power, uh (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And we smokin' ya hot like a grabba
I'm a top bitch, I'm a alpha
I'm addicted to money and power, uh (brr, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She's a bitch (yeah)
The way I left that shit on read, he don't exist (yeah)
The way I killed them hoes, they dead, ain't seen them since (yeah)
The way I put that shit on, I be throwin' fits
I'm that, I'm that bitch (yeah)
The way I left that shit on read, he don't exist (yeah)
The way I killed them hoes, they dead, ain't seen them since (uh, yeah)
The way I put that shit on, I be throwin' fits
I'm that bitch (uh)
Change my number, so you couldn't reach me
I'm the truth without gettin' too preachy
Fuck do I look like lettin' him treash me? (Uh)
I'm the type to go get my respect
Probably gon' die with my foot on they neck
Iron it out 'cause I know when they pressed
Sendin' him home 'cause he know he a guest, like
I'm a real bitch so I do what I wanna (do what I wanna)
This nigga toxic, he need him a sauna (yeah)
I could tell you was a ho from your aura
I limit my drama, I'm havin' good karma
Buy me a house, boy, if you wanna be with me
You used to women that's fuckin' too easily
I used to get to my money illegally
None of my haters is sleepin' this peacefully
Huh
She's a bitch (yeah)
The way I left that shit on read, he don't exist (yeah)
The way I killed them hoes, they dead, ain't seen them since (yeah)
The way I put that shit on, I be throwin' fits
I'm that, I'm that bitch (yeah)
The way I left that shit on read, he don't exist (yeah)
The way I killed them hoes, they dead, ain't seen them since (uh, yeah)
The way I put that shit on, I be throwin' fits
I'm that bitch (uh)
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Melissa Elliott, Bianca Landrau, Enoch Harris, Jordan Alexander Gomez, Edgar Ferrera
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