Main lyrics

[Intro]
I'll beat a b*tch up
Yeah, aye
Yeah, aye
Asian Doll
Aye, call my phone
Any b*tch wanting problems call my phone

[Verse 1]
This that song where all my b*tches bout that sh*t
Slide up on her, do no talking
Drag her ass for talking sh*t
Any b*tch that want them problems
Best believe I want them too
You be dissing, acting hard
But with that gun you still don't shoot
I'm a doll, but I'll beat a b*tch up
Stomp her face, drag her ass out the truck
Don't nobody wanna flex with us
Cause b*tches weak but on the gram act tough

[Hook]
I'm a doll, but I'll beat a b*tch up
Talking crazy, big glizzy wet you up
Like a pool, b*tch I'm drowning not enough
Steady yapping, pop my four, you out of luck
[Verse 2]
b*tches clowns
They hiding cause she said catch me outside
I'll beat your ass
Mike Tyson, b*tches killing my vibe
On the internet talking when you really behind
Girl your pus*y got miles, my sh*t slippery slide
I was posted on the block, b*tches wanted my life
I’m a real street b*tch, you a freak in the night
Tryna race to some fame, I be counting my cake
I’d rather beat a hoe like a was fighting the case
I’m a savage, you’s a dork
I eat b*tches like some pork
Turn down deals, it’s my sport
You f*ck for money that I sort
b*tches dumb I swear they snort
Throwing up both them fours
I’m gripping my fat
I got the money, the pack in the back
And these b*tches be hating I be spending my bread
Don’t need a co-sign I’m harder than a rap n*gga
My own city ain’t no questions, I can’t take a picture
My cousin reckless, big rain check if she don’t like you b*tches
And free my brother, every song I’m screaming n*ggas snitches

[Hook]
I'm a doll, but I'll beat a b*tch up
Talking crazy, big glizzly wet you up
Like a pool, b*tch I'm drowning not enough
Steady yapping, pop my four, you out of luck
[Verse 3]
See a opp, pop a opp
Watch her drop
Make her brother give me top
Sneak a b*tch and her friend
Know we gon' spazzing out
I got money cashing out
Young b*tch, I brought them ratchets out
Come and shut your show down
It's a showdown
Do what you talk about
I'll beat a b*tch with a bat
Hoe you in person, then knock off your hat
Cause I'm from Texas these b*tches be mad
Thought you was busting, four n*ggas got mags
I am pretty, not friendly
Damn I hate a bum b*tch
Always worried bout the next
Go and get up on your sh*t
Run your mouth, now your sh*t split
Free my bro, he ain't do it
We ain't fighting over n*ggas
Unless he stunt and make me rich

[Outro]
Man, hell nah
Yeah, aye
Hell nah, aye
We ain't fighting over n*ggas unless he stunt and make me rich
(Gang, gang, gang, gang)
f*ck they talking about?
Uh