Portland
They steady talking
They got a lot to say
But when it come down to it
They don't even know a thing
You're not even educated
It's a fucking shame
You're dirty and infected
But I guess your moms to blame
Ha ha ha
I'm laughing at these bitches getting played
Bitch don't try and step to me
Cause I'm really insane
I don't have no time
To put no bitches on the game
Just jump up off the porch bitch
And earn your fucking name
If that nigga keep on pushing
Turn that nigga to a stain
I just stack the dough up
To make it fucking rain
I been through hell a fake shit
So I don't feel the pain
These niggas change like seasons
But Natasha stay the same
If you know that you a real one
You gonna fucking feel the same
Fake bitches be hating
Swear to God they staying lame
I just dropped a tab
And damn now I'm high in outer space
Loud pack had him tripping
Had him thinking it was laced
Slow it down
I'm rolling through the fucking town
Knat bitches talking
You hear some
What was that sound
I don't fuck with bitches
Always talking hell a loud
Cause when shit get to popping
Them same hoes won't be around
No no
No
Y'all know the broke hoes
Y'all know I stay from
Portland niggas sniffing coco
When tweakers tripping
I exhale a little dope smoke
Then it's right back to the money
Got to go go
It's a blessing just to speak to me
I walk and talk with grace
These niggas they ain't packing much
So I just get the face
Free my nigga in the county
Fuck the opp as fuck the case
I'm just passing through my city
Handing out a couple fades
My nigga taught me chill on that
But bitches talking cray
I'm gonna beat a lying bitch
And slap her cross her face
Tried to warn her not to speak on me
Herself her fucking played
Tired of these bitches
One more time bitch I'm insane
Damn that girl insane
It's not a game
Oh my gosh it's not a game
That girl really been through pain
This shit not just music bitch
I really been through pain
You been capping for the net
I'm trying to turn you to a stain
But aye not much will I gain
I can't kill off all these bitches
I'm too busy getting paid
I just rolled a kush blunt
And knocked it to the face
Bitch just the towel
I already won the race
(This my game)
They got a lot to say
But when it come down to it
They don't even know a thing
You're not even educated
It's a fucking shame
You're dirty and infected
But I guess your moms to blame
Ha ha ha
I'm laughing at these bitches getting played
Bitch don't try and step to me
Cause I'm really insane
I don't have no time
To put no bitches on the game
Just jump up off the porch bitch
And earn your fucking name
If that nigga keep on pushing
Turn that nigga to a stain
I just stack the dough up
To make it fucking rain
I been through hell a fake shit
So I don't feel the pain
These niggas change like seasons
But Natasha stay the same
If you know that you a real one
You gonna fucking feel the same
Fake bitches be hating
Swear to God they staying lame
I just dropped a tab
And damn now I'm high in outer space
Loud pack had him tripping
Had him thinking it was laced
Slow it down
I'm rolling through the fucking town
Knat bitches talking
You hear some
What was that sound
I don't fuck with bitches
Always talking hell a loud
Cause when shit get to popping
Them same hoes won't be around
No no
No
Y'all know the broke hoes
Y'all know I stay from
Portland niggas sniffing coco
When tweakers tripping
I exhale a little dope smoke
Then it's right back to the money
Got to go go
It's a blessing just to speak to me
I walk and talk with grace
These niggas they ain't packing much
So I just get the face
Free my nigga in the county
Fuck the opp as fuck the case
I'm just passing through my city
Handing out a couple fades
My nigga taught me chill on that
But bitches talking cray
I'm gonna beat a lying bitch
And slap her cross her face
Tried to warn her not to speak on me
Herself her fucking played
Tired of these bitches
One more time bitch I'm insane
Damn that girl insane
It's not a game
Oh my gosh it's not a game
That girl really been through pain
This shit not just music bitch
I really been through pain
You been capping for the net
I'm trying to turn you to a stain
But aye not much will I gain
I can't kill off all these bitches
I'm too busy getting paid
I just rolled a kush blunt
And knocked it to the face
Bitch just the towel
I already won the race
(This my game)
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Writer(s): Regan Perry
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