[Chorus: Hoodrat Spice]
Bitches so thirsty, bitches so flirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty
Dirty, dirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty
Bitches so thirsty, bitches so flirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty
Dirty, dirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty

[Verse 1: Hoodrat Spice]
Beans in my pocket, that too, pop it
Swerve non-stopping, I said "Drop it"
Bitch was scared to roll at first and now she motherfuckin' want it
Never get caught, never flaunting
I'm always in my best [?]
I'm never chasin', never stallin'
Phone for the clients, I was calling
I pack a [?] and then dip in a [?]
The 80s back
On yo bitch, shе looking like a worm
Never slanging in thе club
Only fucking with the block
Yo bitch tryna cause a fight, I got that G3 cocked
Set fire to the trap, got a ho stash shit
151 poppin', dudes [?] with they bitch
Count that K all day
Hit a player with that K
Just tryna push a hard line
Tryna cash a little faith
Don't play, hey, I'll regulate
Bitch, you ain't got a lot to anticipate
All you bitches tryn' do, bring [?] is [?]
Don't step no bitch, now walk this way
Call me Conrad motherfuckin' Murray
I'll drag your bitch and take her [?] in a fucking hurry
We got this loud popin'
We've been getting real lit
40 ounce, 47 in a whole fucking zip
No, I never tip, I just dine and ditch
I keep a fine bitch, your bitch Lilo and Stitch
[Chorus: Hoodrat Spice]
Bitches so thirsty, bitches so flirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty
Dirty, dirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty
Bitches so thirsty, bitches so flirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty
Dirty, dirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty

[Verse 2: Yung Kitt Katt]
Thirsty bitch? [?] something instead
Trap pizza mobbin', taking liquor to the head
I make cash though, I'm about my bills
I'll do anything to get it, even pushing pills
I'm cooking in the kitchen at the traphouse
Product's [?] up, somebody spray the [?]
Making millions like I won the Lotto
I'm going dumb, sippin' out the bottle
This shit crazy, man ain't depressive
My trap game is quite impressive
I'm at the club, bitches twerking on me
Fuck outta here, you a phony homie
I get chips, no Lay's doe
And my night ho, and my day ho
Got a bay ho, and she do it right
When we in the club, sippin' all night
[Chorus: Hoodrat Spice]
Bitches so thirsty, bitches so flirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty
Dirty, dirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty
Bitches so thirsty, bitches so flirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty
Dirty, dirty
On a couple beans and that Sprite real dirty