Bitch I'm The Shit Lyrics - King Shit - Tyga

Bitch I'm the shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

I ain't worried bout shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

I'm on my own shit 

You don't see my outfit, bitch I'm 

Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin' 

Bitch I'm the shit, see me 

Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin' 

Bitch I'm the shit 

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Bitches all in my car 

They wanna roll with a star 

Got all these niggas mad, pop the trunk, blast ya face off 

Nigga you ain't met T-Raw 

Hit the bass so hard 

Got bitches takin it off, I can't fuck if she too tall 

Gotta bitch that play ball 

Foul the pussy, I charge 

Make that ass applaud, I don't cuff her like the law 

I fly bitch to Milan 

She don't know what I'm on 

I play the game so crazy, she thinkin' ain't shit solved 

Wheel 'em in, wheel 'em in 

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Like Vanna White, Wheel of Fortune 

While you all up up in her face, man she thinkin' that shit torture 

Win again, win again 

Cause nigga I stay scorchin' 

I'm the man man on fire, kill your style like abortion 

Bitch I'm the shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

I ain't worried bout shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

I'm on my own shit 

You don't see my outfit, bitch I'm 

Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin' 

Bitch I'm the shit, see me 

Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin' 

Bitch I'm the shit 

Man these hoes problems 

So I fuck 'em, never call'em 

But I love love black woman, and they love what's in my wallet 

Got gold on and it's frozen 

See that Last King, move over 

Talking loud like my motor 

You want some scary shit like October 

Take a seat, have a soda 

While you starin' over your shoulder 

You good man, we don't want you 

And you faker than Willy Wonka 

Real shit, I told you 

New styles, I showed you 

Got green like it's a locust 

Why you on my bumper, I'm focused 

Wheel 'em in, wheel 'em in 

Like Vanna White, Wheel of Fortune 

While you all up up in her face, man she thinkin' that shit torture 

Win again, win again 

Cause nigga I stay scorchin' 

I'm the man man on fire, kill your style like abortion 

Bitch I'm the shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

I ain't worried bout shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

Bitch I'm the shit 

I'm on my own shit 

You don't see my outfit, bitch I'm 

Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin' 

Bitch I'm the shit, see me 

Ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin', ballin' 

Bitch I'm the shit 

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