WhoCamille - Attitude

Attitude
I got a attitude
I'm not in the mood
Bitch move
Bitch move
I got a attitude
Not right now I'm not in the mood
My best friend fuckin wit a nigga that I hate
I can't find my keys and I'm running mad late
So no the answers no not right now try again tomorrow
No the answers no leave me alone for the kid lose control
I'm 38 hot right now
Shout out to my FPS snow bunny in the spot right now
I could use some top right now
Baby don't stop right now
Back to the point I'm livid
Usually I be chillin'
But right now I'm in my feelings
They got me on my Drizzy
Cuz it's some shit I ain't feelin
Niggas wanna treat me like I'm not that bitch as if I'm average
Play me like a tablet Christmas Day I'm a new gadget
Like I'm not the baddest countin' cabbage is a habit
I told him I'm a classic but he wanna me my savage like
I ain't gone do it I ain't gone use it
I suggest you move it, before I have to lose it
Cuz I'm not like a lot of you clowns
I got shit to lose to my name
I know real niggas who bang when they aim
I'm not playing games with you lames
Snapped on a bitch cuz she tried to cross me
Think she was mad that her man tossed me
Not my fault I got a bangin' body and he want me to ride him like a Ferrari
I am unbossed so don't try to boss me
December baby so my heart is frosty
Middle fingers up to you and your posse
Bitch I said what I said, I ain't sorry
Attitude
I got a attitude
I'm not in the mood
Bitch move
Bitch move
I got a attitude
Not right now I'm not in the mood
My best friend fuckin wit a nigga that I hate
I can't find my keys and I'm running mad late
So no the answers no not right now try again tomorrow
No the answers no leave me alone for the kid lose control
I got a attitude
Not right now I'm not in the mood
My best friend fuckin wit a nigga that I hate
I can't find my keys and I'm running mad late
So no the answers no not right now try again tomorrow
No the answers no leave me alone for the kid lose control
Bro I'm blown
I just cracked my phone
Fresh out the box like three days ago but I know a techy bitch who can fix it for the low
It's money missing outta my check
What they thought I wasn't gone check
Thumbing through the cheddar every chance I get
Keep the kid occupied like a dog playing fetch
Ooh I hope he can catch
Throwing this pussy like my name was Brett
Favre far
Strum it like a guitar
Rating that dick like it's Yelp five stars
Anything less nigga you belong behind bars
Beyond scared straight
If it ain't great I'm good thanks
Nigga you a catfish
Could've saved this wet wet for another nigga mattress
Had me lost like Alice
What you just did was disastrous tactless
Classless madness they say it makes perfect go practice
We ain't cool no more we got static
Cuz that stunt you just pulled was tragic
Tried me Satan get thee behind me
You ain't slime enough and I'm lime green
I'm the blueprint baby you the carbon copy
It's okay I take it as a compliment
Gang of bad bitches who you find me with
I'd rather waste money then the time I spent
I got a attitude this just my fifty cent
Attitude
I got a attitude
I'm not in the mood
Bitch, move
Bitch, move
I got a attitude
Not right now I'm not in the mood
My best friend fuckin wit a nigga that I hate
I can't find my keys and I'm running mad late
So no the answers no not right now try again tomorrow
No the answers no leave me alone for the kid lose control
I got a attitude
Not right now I'm not in the mood
My best friend fuckin wit a nigga that I hate
I can't find my keys and I'm running mad late
So no the answers no not right now try again tomorrow
No the answers no leave me alone for the kid lose control

Written by:
Camille Freeman

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