Like That B*Tch Songtext
von Flo Milli

I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)
I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)
I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)
I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)
Flo Milli shit, Flo Milli shit

I go shopping ′til that time pass
You look for the clearance rack (Bitch)
I don't look at price tags (Broke ho)
I buy shit with straight cash
Bitch, you broke, you financed
Big top, small legs, bitch built like a wine glass

Talking all that shit but she can′t see me with her blind ass (Pussy hoe)
Her boyfriend in my DMs saying, "Oh, I need your fine ass"
We can take it there but baby, you gon' have to write back
Heard that they was lookin' for me, well bitch, I′m in my bag (Hold on)

He already convinced so I don′t gotta say too much (What's up?)
Girl, I know your baby daddy wanna fuck (He want me)
Every Wednesday, I′m that nigga woman crush
Even if I broke my leg and used a crutch


I walk around like that bitch (I'm that bitch, I′m that bitch)
I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)
I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)
I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)

I walk around like that bitch 'cause I am that
This week, I done made so much money, it′s hard to count that (Money)
Got it out the mud, I was the same one that they laughed at (Pussy hoes)
Then I bounced back
My life is a movie, this the soundtrack

I walk around like I'm it, huh, not the clown
All these bitches watered down
I'm the queen, I got the crown
He be tryna link up but I′m always outta town
Bitches only talk down when they know I′m not around

All they do is talk shit like a toilet with some lips
Bitches hatin' ′cause I'm rich, ho you broke, you need a fix
Actin′ light with that beef, I didn't know that you exist (Who are you?)
Gettin′ money is a must like no deodorant on your pits

Put a brand new Rollie on my wrist
I ain't worried 'bout hoes, I been on my shit (Pussy)
I do what I want, I say what I want
Don′t bite my tongue, don′t hold my lip


I know they hate
You would think I was a nigga by the way these hoes be on my dick
Same hoes, they know their niggas wanna hit
And my pussy bomb, tick, tick, tick, boom

Bitches be heated, I'm cool
Eat up the bitch, need a spoon
You know I′m Flo Milli and if it's a milli on the floor, I need me a broom
I don′t tell hoes not 'cause hoes tell, I need a key to the room
I′m 'bout to get married and you already know that Benjamin Franklin the groom

Yeah, I did the shit and they doubted
I'm tryna fly on a private
She tryna ride on his privates
Baby, we different, you know how I′m livin′
You know that I'm keepin′ it silent
Bitch, if we beefin', I′m 'bout it

I walk around like that bitch (I′m that bitch)
I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)
I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)
I walk around like that bitch (Bitch)