(Verse) Step out the crib lots of bitches Dusty ass bitches be right in my shit You fuckin consumers can lay on clit I’m winnin on bitches who dyin to quit I’m winnin on bitches, I’m eatin these switches I’m huntin these hoes so they slittin they wrists So they slittin they wrists with the hands on the Bible Yelling out “Angel I’m so suicidal” I’m not here workin with hoes But I got these bitches on smash You see they think I’m not using dro Until I put my foot in they ass And I’m runnin right through on my gun and I’m tillin I’m servin these hoes like a fuckin religion You bitches is over I’m fuckin pretendin you niggas is bitches I’m done and you finished
(Pre-Hook) Niggas talk, you’re not supposed to My bitches I had hand on old school They’re runnin digits, what they told to
(Hook) This situation is below me I’m your fuckin motivation, bitch you owe me I switched it up, you just continue with the old me They catch up, they catch up cuz you don’t owe me Bitch, if you owed me Just you know, you know You always shadow chasin, that’s no bueno, no bueno I’m workin while you waitin yea ‘cause you know, you know You always shadow chasin Bitches you want me, bitches you want me
(Verse) I never gave a fuck about a nigga Ruled in my city just surrounded by my bitches All about me, myself and me no lie Money over every fuckin thing fo life Yall bitches don’t sense No, yall bitches don’t make no cents I try to put hoes on a fuckin main road But just stay on that old shit And say say praise God Bitches keep yo day job I hit em with the tats and I break the bitches necks And no I won’t, I can’t stop And I’mma keep going Now don’t be waitin til the brain stop And bitch I fit like I’m preppin the heat Waving all of yall shit just ain’t so
(Pre-Hook) Niggas talk, you’re not supposed to My bitches I had hand on old school They’re runnin digits, what they told to
(Hook) This situation is below me I’m your fuckin motivation, bitch you owe me I switched it up, you just continue with the old me They catch up, they catch up cuz you don’t owe me Bitch, if you owed me Just you know, you know You always shadow chasin, that’s no bueno, no bueno I’m workin while you waitin yea ‘cause you know, you know You always shadow chasin Bitches you want me, bitches you want me
(Verse) Bitch you out here runnin on my ends only Bitches is playin over you bitches The same fuck what you sayin, The shit that I spit is insane, our glow has got this on frame All of you bitches get hit by them niggas who hit on yo bitches and called it a train Bros can’t remember yo name What the fuck is you sayin, bitch? All you bitches be like HML’s Be hoes with no infidels Run this shit like the bass is runner Plus I’m eatin bitches up like bucks for dinner And I’m eatin bitches up like so cool Then I’m fittin bitches up like oh cool Man I hit them bitches up with the mac 10 ‘Cause they know I got them pro tools, bitch
(Pre-Hook) Niggas talk, you’re not supposed to My bitches I had hand on old school They’re runnin digits, what they told toTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
