Bitch I'm Back

Bitch I'm back and I'm better
Bitch came back I don't sweat her
Christian Dior on the sweater
Keep getting better and better
Some of y'all settle forever
Some of y'all settle for nothing
Some of y'all just stay bluffing
Like that bitch you fucking
I keep wired in heaven
Ooh I think I'm higher than reverend
Ooh I think I'm flyer than a seven hundred and fifty-seven
Won't touch down till eleven
You can meet me on a runway
You can meet me on a one-way
I want you on a Sunday
Me and you go own it

Me and you go all in
I love all ya moaning
Till the dawn of morning
I just want to hone in
I just want her hoeing
Keep that liquor pouring
Yuh yuh okay

When I'm out I send it
If she in route she meant it
That's so right
That so why I'm sexy
That's so why she text me
That's so right
That's so why she met me
That's so why she miss me
Always right? Always right?
That's just how it keep it fly
Until I die, I'm that guy
Ooh
This we how we ride
This how we live
No switching sides yuh
I keep it right
This way of life
Is how I stride (ooh)
Now that's a vibe (yeah)
That feel right (uh)
Like my life, this my life (ooh yuh)
Perfect time time time (yeah)
I keep it right right right
Bitch I'm flyer than you

Flyer than that bitch in a Bentley
Flyer than that bitch that got plenty
Flyer than everyone against me
Don't you know why I'm this sexy
Don't you know why I'm this sexy ya