Swamp Bitches

I'm just one bitch with three baths, I could shit all day (shit all day)

I got small tits, two nips, you could suck broad day (suck broad day)

I piss fifties and leave the seat up

Doechii "Bottom Feeder" to Doechii "the Don Diva"

Walking over niggas and bitches, then kick my feet up

'Cause I'm a, I'm a diva

Nigga, check my bracket and tell me I ain't a keeper

This outfit'll cause a fever, this ass'll make 'em believers

My jacket chinchilla cheetah, I'm wetter than Hurr' Katrina

Wet like Trina, ass on Frida

Queen lil' Sheeba, she a lil' diva

Face like 'Retha, shoes on bleeder

Call her Miss Johnson, real John Cena

Anything to squeeze her, please her, she a real diva

She don't like men, me neither

Shawty wanna treat her, eat her, rockstar Beatles

Shawty want a red two-seater

That ain't a Rollie, that's a Casio

Ain't hopped a porch, or step or patio

You must've missed the drip and slipped inside

The pussy tighter than Spaghetti-O

Bitch, I'm in love with this scenario (bitch, I'm in love)

I need some drugs for this scenario (I need some drugs)

I need a check or cash, a leather bag

Or I'ma need blood for this scenario

Lil' white bitch on Depop, she a lil' teapot

Two left feet, them Reeboks

Shawty did freelance, now she a free thot

Should've never left the bitch alone with my sea-moss

Now the bitch skip-hip-hopping in my Reeboks

Talking 'bout a detox, pussy like a beatbox

All grown up, bitch looking like Selena

That booty cheap, but you can go cheaper

That booty cheap (cheap)

Ain't even peep, I need that booty for keeps

That booty reek (reek)

Ain't even cheap, that booty fake, got a leak (I need a, I need a, I need a)

I need a freak like an animal, freak like a cannibal

She highly flammable, freak like a merry-go

Let me jump inside of shawty pussy like a cannonball

Freak, freak, freak, freak

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up (hahaha)

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up

Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it (I wish death on all of you, bitches)

I blew fifty racks in one summer

I think I deserve a new Hummer

I still clap for bitches I'm fond of

That rap bitch must be the new runner

Mad they can't predict how I'll stunt

Just make sure it's chips with my lunch

Diamonds bustin' out to my fronts

And niggas smoke dick 'cause Doechii too blunt

I whoop hoes like I'm a new belt

Popeye strong 'cause I eat my kale

Like mine dark, don't fuck with no Mayo

Cause a scene 'cause I'ma post bail (free me)

Feeling like boulders, chip on my shoulders, I won't tip over

Still at the top

Sold your soul, these bitches so bogus, how you bold

I can't see the font

They wanna police us, shout out my nieces

Stay on the defense, niggas is leeches

Can't take a Plan B, moved on to Plan C

Wild like a banshee, my niggas is apes

You bitches chimpanzees, throwing parties like Gatsby

I'm where the tools and the gats be

I don't get jet lagged, I just take BC

I'm that bitch, there won't be a repeat

Simon says the belt is BB

Nickname CC, coulda bought CCs

Didn't want DDs, suck on my PP

Niggas so Pee-Wee, money green like seaweed

Balenci' beanie

You small ball bitch, must've been a preemie

Eating on lamb, I forgot the 'ghini

Don't try this at home, make this shit look easy, easy, easy

My money fleek, fleek, body petite (huh)

Killin' these bitches, they know it was me

Bitch, she can't think for herself, so we call her a sheep, sheep, sheep

Lil' Bo Peep (haha)

Bravado on my jeans, luggage I'm rolling around Louis V (huh)

Got on Red Bottoms (yah), feel like Cardi B

Got heat wit' the Rico, that bitch started singin' like she was on Glee