[Verse] All these bitches Mad I got my sack up You ain’t go do nun lil bitch you can back up All these bitches thinking they can fuck with me What is good? Bitch I need some company One deep and you little bitches under me Hair done, nails done, bitch that’s everyday Everyday I’m getting this cake You broke I can’t relate I tried to put you bitches on But it’s a little too late You was talking hella shit That chopper in your face Bitch you know your place You can not fuck with me Have that nigga on my line Then he stuck with me Big b’s, big bands, bitch I’m bubbling Fuck a friend My Glock it be lovely Just left my show and you hoes ain’t touching me Always talking on the net don’t never do none First the hundred, brazy bitch it gon bruise some Call Molly Brazy, bitch she gon shoot some Got the gang with me Bitch we gon rule some Got my racks up, bitch you see them hundreds stuffed Bad bitches in the back they getting drunk as fuck Thick hoes, shaking ass bitch fuck it up Better watch your step cause you touch me you gon get touched Now it don’t take much to get a bitch gone Five bands on your head send you home Late nights and we creeping til’ the morn' Cuban baby, yeah I’m sitting on my throne
[Outro] Now it don’t take much to get a bitch gone Five bands on your head send you home (x2)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
