The Bitch

The picture perfect boss ass bitch
The Gucci sunnies for the hell of it
The goddess with a plan that don't need a man
To go out and own that shit

You feelin' good, but your body's wantin' more
Bad bitch, I'm a boss, here to light up the floor
I got my red-bottom strap, Fendi purse in my lap
While your man is swipin' right, givin' me the double-tap
He wants that sugar-sugar, ice cold bling-bling
Hanging from his neck while he plays with his thing-thing

The picture perfect boss ass bitch
The Gucci sunnies for the hell of it
The goddess with a plan that don't need a man
To go out and own that shit
We're gonna take the night, come on and take a bite
You gotta just take control, girl
You wanna get with me, a full-fledged fantasy
You gotta just take control, girl

Bitch, bitch
Bitch

I'm on top and it's got you mad, turnin' green
I got your ass on block, it ain't nothin' to me
They call me "bitch," I'm a supermodel
You eatin' dust, I'm goin' full-frontal
I got your man, sliding into my DM's
He told me that you don't take care of him

The picture perfect boss ass bitch
The Gucci sunnies for the hell of it
The goddess with a plan that don't need a man
To go out and own that shit
We're gonna take the night, come on and take a bite
You gotta just take control, girl
You wanna get with me, a full-fledged fantasy
You gotta just take control, girl

Bitch, bitch
Bitch

I'm the bitch
I'm the bitch