Bhad Bhabie - Mommy Mode Lyrics

Knew that I was that from the jump
Could really do my big one, but is that what you want?
You can tell from all these tennis chains, I'm rackin' shit up
Bitches used to have my back but now I'm packin' them up
Swear my life a f*ckin' movie, can't be wrappin' shit up
I be on all type of shit, bitches just be typin' shit
That boy is not really him, why the f*ck you slice and shit?
Numbers on the board and I ain't talkin' bout these likes I get
Do it first, they bite the shit, I knew you bitches like my shit
Anyway, I'm my own boss, you don't got any say
Very antisocial, I ain't friendly, f*ck a friendly fade
I don't do the back and forth, pull up what you dashin' for?
Bitches love to crack they jokes, don't be the one they laughin' for
I just got my nails done, don't ask me what I'm snappin' for
F*ck around and embarrass him for all that f*ckin' cappin' on him
Smart but I be actin' dumb, grown bitches actin' young
Money ain't a problem 'cause I got it but don't ask for none
I see the trolls reactin' now, I ain't entertaining shit
What I look like chasin' clout? I ain't even chasin' hits
There's some shit I wish I could take back, I can't erase the shit
Focus on myself, my bag, my kid, and my relationship
Deals on the table, that's another check to me
Livin' off a man without no money, not a flex to me
Someone put her next to me so she think she can F with me
They know I got M&M's, no wonder they obsessed with me
F*ck it, turn the camera off, look at me, I earned this all
Paintin' plaques, I'll work the wall
Ran it up off bein' raw
Ran it up off bein' me
I'm two up, ain't seein' me
Anytime I post a pic, it's bomb, ain't talkin' TNT
I know that I live in bitches' heads, BnB
Boy, you better double see me if you think 'bout seein' me
Everybody eats, I gotta feed my seed and feed the streets
Phone on DnD, 'cause I'm in mommy mode, I need my peace
(Phone on DnD, 'cause I'm in mommy mode, I need my peace)