crystal ash & off lyne - average bitch lyrics
[intro]
off lyne
ooh
yeah
[chorus]
i’m on the lean, i’m gettin’ high
i keep it right, b+tch
all black tee, all black fire
i make it match with the fit (match with the fit)
i’m gettin’ bands, stack them up high
i’m not the average rich (i’m not the average rich)
all in my pants, b+tch, i keep me a stick
i’m not your average b+tch (i’m not the average b+tch)
yeah, not ’bout that money
i don’t give a sh+t, li’l’ b+tch, get off my d+ck (woo)
i’m not your average b+tch
li’l’ b+tch, i be stackin’ up all of my bands (yeah)
i’m not your average kid, i’m 17
and my wrist costin’ hundred your rent (yeah)
ridin’ around in a whip
talkin’ that sh+t, you get hit by a l!ck
whip out my stick, i finna hit a clip
[verse]
make a movie how i keep me a clip (yeah)
f+ck a show, i f+ck a regular b+tch (whoa)
f+ck a book, 451 in my bag
f+ck a gamе, suck on the last of my d+ck (hoo)
f+ck an album, purple rain on my gas
f+ck a page, i got papеr like pens (pew)
i always win (win), i always win, i’m always first to the finish (yeah)
you think you’re new to this sh+t, but i already did it (come on)
i cannot deal with the brokes, come on
not about that money, then scurry along
b+tch, i’m the queen in this b+tch, you a p+wn
b+tch, i’m on top, i won’t stop till i finish (yeah)
li’l’ b+tch i stay with the water like pond
not talkin’ money, then a li’l’ b+tch, be gone (pew)
li’l’ b+tch, i ball like f+ckin’ bakugan
b+tch, i’m on top like a mo’f+ckin’ dom
if you want talk all that sh+t, then you dumb
get off your ass and stop bein’ a bum
b+tch, i got bread and you makin’ them crumbs
you can call me, “miss krupp”, water turned me to a hero
all of this cash i’m’a f+ckin’ spend, b+tch, i’m on a payroll (cash)
i’m got them racks and they gettin’ big, like i’m on the spiro (yeah)
i asked my chopper to come out here, b+tch, i call him, “pi’erre+o” (pi’erre)
b+tch i’m in the car, benz, i feel like jack sparrow (i’m feelin’ like sparrow, yeah)
[chorus]
i’m on the lean, i’m gettin’ high
i keep it right, b+tch (right, b+tch)
all black tee, all black fire
i make it match with the fit (match with the fit)
i’m gettin’ bands, stack them up high
i’m not the average rich (i’m not the average rich)
all in my pants, b+tch, i keep me a stick
i’m not your average b+tch (i’m not the average b+tch)
yeah, not ’bout that money
i don’t give a sh+t, li’l’ b+tch, get off my d+ck (woo)
i’m not your average b+tch
li’l’ b+tch, i be stackin’ up all of my bands (yeah)
i’m not your average kid, i’m 17
and my wrist costin’ hundred your rent (yeah)
ridin’ around in a whip
talkin’ that sh+t, you get hit by a l!ck
whip out my stick, i finna hit a clip (yeah, clip)
[outro]
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