Danny Evans, M.A.R - Bitch Made Lyrics

Bitch made
Agh, agh (Pah-pa-rata,pah!)

They run them mouths... We run them world (pah-pa-rata, pah!)

I think I'm Messi when kicking this shit
Think I'm Ronaldo when kicking this shit
Think I'm Péle when kicking this shit
I give no fuck what you think of this shit
Got Fuego
I give no fuck what you think of this shit
Evans (Agh)
I give no fuck what you think of this shit

Bitches gone be bitches, where the real? (Agh)
Men also be bitches, recognize bitch it's the real (Agh)
If I see Teyana I'ma have to cop a feel (Agh)
Papi got no chill. Feeling Super-Man of Steel (Agh)
Villain, been a Villain
Zacapa spilling
Millin' Marley, bumping Dillan
Feeling like Mike: This iLL life so thrilling
Purging we making killings, ch-chillll
True developed homicidal tendency
Control ya jealousy, Bitch made (Agh)

Seem like everybody got a problem
Who could tell me: Why come they don't say it to my face?
Who could tell me: Why come they don't say it to my face?
Who could tell me-Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made! (Agh)
Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made!
Who could tell me-Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made! (Pah-pa-rata, pah!)

Seem like everybody got a problem
Who could tell me: Why come they don't say it to my face?!
Who could tell me: Why come they don't say it to my face?!
Who could tell me-Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made! (Agh)
Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made!
Who could tell me-Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made! (Pah-pa-rata,ah!)

I think I'm Beckham when kicking this shit
Think I'm Gonzalo when kicking this shit
Think I'm Neymar when kicking this shit
I give no fuck what you think of this shit
Light uppp!
I give no fuck what you think of this shit
M.A.R!
I give no fuck what you think of this shit

He went and made a bitch move, send that man to heaven (Agh)
Lighting up Fuego with my family Danny Evans (Agh)
Gold chain, Balmains, black and white 11's (Agh)
Oh thats right you bitch made, it's a fact you telling (Agh)
Whole hood know you snitched
You ain't low
I'm in the trenches and with some killers thats trained to go
Matter fact (Gun cocks), chi-chillll
True developed homicidal tendencies
Control ya jealousies, bitch made (Agh)

Seem like everybody got a problem
Who could tell me: Why come they don't say it to my face?
Who could tell me: Why come they don't say it to my face?
Who could tell me-Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made! (Agh)
Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made!
Who could tell me-Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made!
(Pah-pa-rata, pah!)

Seem like everybody got a problem
Who could tell me: Why come they don't say it to my face?
Who could tell me: Why come they don't say it to my face?
Who could tell me-Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made! (Agh)
Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made!
Who could tell me-Who could tell me: Oh that's right them bitch made! (Pah-pa-rata,ah!)

Oh that right them bitch made
Why it's always no names always trying throw shade?
Yeah, that there the proof them bitch made
Yeah, that there the proof them bitch made
This that Connecticut shit
This that Connecticut shit
Type of vibe to break ya neck in this bitch, ya heard? Yeah
Fuego