Lyrics
Bitch you ain’t shit
But a bad decision
You be
The first one to talk
And the last to listen
Put a nigga
In his place
Then it’s back to bidness
Spent 30
On this grill
Nigga ask the dentist
New bitch
Thick as fuck
She a lot to handle
She don’t fuck
On first night
Oh that’s propaganda
Almost walk right by me
Bitch stop
I’m handsome
Yall did all that
Sneak dissing
Now light them candles
Look I don’t wanna talk
Bitch I’m touching bands
Throat goat
Guess what
Im getting sucked again
Call Brodie
Oh he busy
Out here bussing heads
Told em
Go spin that nigga block
Until something dead
Benji in my pocket been had em before rap
I know you see me on my shit, Im Mr.Always Bounce Back
What's up with all that lying in yo song all that cap
I'll really make a nigga run like that nigga running track
Im tired of these niggas always wanna see me down
Im already fighting cases they don't wanna see me round
Your saying this and that we'll surprise Im at your house
Stupid ass nigga I thought you knew what I was about
Aye tell me that you love me while Im here
I see right through all you niggas and you fake don't want you near
They love me when Im Up but when Im down they disappear
Bitch you ain't special ain't about to take you to the pier
If it’s one thing
I don’t do
Is fake smoke
This is not
Pocket change
This a bankroll
Oh his jaw
Made of glass
Got his face broke
You see
How good I look bitch
How could you say no
Told that hoe don’t touch me
Go and touch A hunnit
Fly her to the D.R
And buy a stomach
Nigga I don’t wanna
Hear yo shit
Rather sign my cousin
I’m tryna make 50 bands
Times a 100
WRITERS
Damaria Kayshawn Walker
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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