Coi Leray – Bitch Girl Lyrics

Bitch Girl Lyrics by Coi Leray

[Chorus: Daryl Hall & Coi Leray]
It’s a bitch, girl, but it’s going too far
‘Cause you know it don’t matter anyway (Yeah)
Say money but it won’t get you too far, get you too far
Yeah, yeah
(Ooh)

[Verse 1: Coi Leray]
Pull up and catwalk, enough of the back talk
These bitches is actin’, well grab the camera then (Ooh)
Change of scenes like a backdrop, they takin’ they backshots
By the time they tap out ‘fore I finish ’em (Ooh)
Roy seats lavender (Ooh), overbooked, tell ’em check my calender
Couldn’t shake the pain off, ridin’ like no days off (Ooh), long nights, many tears
I’m just glad that it paid off (Ooh)

[Bridge: Daryl Hall & Coi Leray]
High and dry, out of thе rain (Yeah, yeah)
High and dry, out of the rain (Sheesh, sheesh, yеah, yeah)
It’s so e— (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: Coi Leray & Daryl Hall]
Smokin’ on this gas, got me thinkin’ ’bout it
Yeah, bitches need the answers, they know I’m the problem (Ooh)
Yeah, walkin’ break necks, they gon’ need a doctor
I’m a young paper chaser, yeah, that’s what they call me (So e—, ooh)
Bitches bitin’ like they Dracula
Runnin’ up the check, got that stamina
Bulletproof truck and it’s matted up (Ooh)
Hoppin’ out that foreign two-door, never Challenger
Hope they never challenge us (Ooh)
Hope they never challenge us (Ooh)
Hope they never challenge us (Ooh)

[Chorus: Daryl Hall]
It’s a bitch, girl, but it’s gone too far
‘Cause you know it don’t matter anyway
Say money but it won’t get you too far, get you too far

[Verse 3: Coi Leray & Daryl Hall]
Wanna know my next move? Just know it’s a chess move
They be sendin’ threats, but I can’t hear you on a jet, boo
Runnin’ up a check like I’m in a Nike sweatsuit
Penthouse in Miami ’cause you know I like the best view (So e—, ooh)
Tunnel vision keep my shades on, yeah
I’m just tryna dodge the rain
Everyday my mama pray (Ooh) I don’t drown up in this fame, I’m okay, ma’
Yeah, yeah, uh
It’s my world, I won’t change shit (High and dry)
Yeah, talk that real bitch shit one time (Out of the rain)
Ayy, they don’t get it, they don’t get it (High and dry)
But, we put in the air, make ’em hear it, make ’em feel it (Out of the rain)
Like, yeah, it’s on you, nigga