Flo Milli - Conceited

i want a pitcher with a baseball bat


feelin' myself, i'm conceited (huh)

feelin' myself, i'm conceited (flo milli shit)

[verse 1]

you never dated a chocolate bitch (pretty)

you want a model bitch off of the internet (internet)

all that ki-ki-ki’in’, i ain't into that

all my mini-me's, i invented that, facts

long-ass weave flow down my back (forty inch)

i want a pitcher wit’ a baseball bat (swing)

hoes don't like when i talk like that

please don't bark 'cause milli bite back

i huff then i puff then i blow shit down (ooh)

stand-up bitch, ho, go sit down (damn)

put your ear on my coochie, hear this ocean sound (uh)

(i fuck once) boy, you old dick now

you got money 'cause you on dicks

milli got milli's 'cause milli got hits (i got hits)

you pop pimples, ho, i pop shit

you can talk like this when you really that bitch