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Yung Tory - Lil Bih Lyrics

Lil' bitch, shut up up (Okay)
I drip, puddle
My bitch, cut her off (My bitch)
She want her tits, done up (Boobs)
I'm lit, turn up (Ooh)
I came in this bitch with my brother
(My brother)
Your bitch, love us (Your whore)
You sick, you sick, don't love us

You see me with check (Money)
I need Patek (Flooded)
Ice on the kid (Got it)
She hop on the dick (Pony)
Ysl, Ysl, Saint Laurent (Hmm, yeah)
I bought this for you, so put it on (Uh, yeah)
Ass like a truck, Hummer (Vroom)
Did you get that shit from your momma?
I'll be the bread, you'll be the butter
Heard what I said? No, I didn't stutter
I'm gifted, I'm gifted
You on my dick, you trippin'
You got no drip, it's missin'
I need a bitch, that listens
She get more cream so she act like she need me
Spent that on the bitch
I could've bought new sneakers
Back in school I could've fuck my teacher
I'm a big dawg, kickin' shit with my feet up
I was in the hallway
Now I need to be on the runway
My queen she bad like Beyoncé (Queen)
Alexander Mcqueen, on the outfit
Drip school, you should come to my seminar
Louis V, all these [?]
Gucci, eatin' good like a fuckin' [?]
Fendi, so you know I look like a star
Bitch I've been livin' large
Shit, I think I might jump in the pit (Yeah)
Pack my bags and take me a trip
In Hawaii, like Lilo & Stitch (Ooh)

Lil' bitch, shut up up (Okay)
I drip, puddle
My bitch, cut her off (My bitch)
She want her tits, done up (Boobs)
I'm lit, turn up (Ooh)
I came in this bitch with my brother
(My brother)
Your bitch, love us (Your whore)
You sick, you sick, don't love us

You sick
Your whore
I need Patek (Flooded)
Ice on the kid (Got it)