[Chorus: Gloss Up]
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"

[Verse 1: Slimeroni]
Ghetto bougie bitch with the shit
Yeah, I'm all that
N***as ain't talkin' 'bout shit, make 'em fall back
'Fit cost more than your rent
That's all facts
Single for the summer
Sucka n***a, I won't call back
Real pretty on the wake up
Don't even need no makeup
Slim thick with it
But this guap got me caked up
I can take your n***a and your bitch and make them taste somethin'
Yeah this n***a throwin' money, me and my bitches, we gon' take some

[Chorus: Gloss Up]
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"
[Verse 2: Aleza]
Ghetto bitch in thirty inches what I'm steppin' in
I got this n***a, but I think I want his best friend
He a lil' cuter, I'm like, "Damn, I got the wrong friend"
I'm 'bout to start an argument so I can try again
Bad bitch, designer stitch, you know I'm in the latest
I'm rolling 'za inside my 'gar, you know I gotta face it
My pussy tasty like some carbs, I got him Harlem Shakin'
Like throw it back
He know I love to take it

[Verse 3: Glorilla]
Feelin' kind of ratchet, might take yo' baby daddy
Just got that call from GTL, I'm feeling kind of happy
Hello this is a prepaid collect call from— (Ahh, that's my man)
Pull up like what's happenin', I'm lookin' like a baddie
I like my n***as older, baby pull me to yo' daddy

[Chorus: Gloss Up]
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"
Bi-bi-bitch, I'm from the ghetto
Ass shake like Jell-O
Real pretty bitch, all the boys sayin' "Hello"
[Outro: Aleza]
Ghetto bitch in thirty inches what I'm steppin' in
I got this n***a, but I think I want his best friend
He a lil' cuter, I'm like, "Damn, I got the wrong friend"
I'm 'bout to start an argument so I can try again
(Uh-uhh, I done picked the wrong one, next)