Bi-Yach Rebump
It's like driving home late at night and man I wanna fight
Because of some stupid shit that happened to me last night
Car broke down and my girl and I got kicked out
Why'd you have to break the trust when I ignored all of my doubts
Lost my day job and my dog to the situation
My girl driving us while im deeply contemplating
How we're gonna pick ourselves up and get this paper
And where we're gonna live, thankfully my moms is a savior
Even with all the stress im still living fine
I just copped me some good weed trust ima get mine
I roll up breathe in exhale the pain
Got a new whip my brother helped ease the strain
So get loud if you want that money
Make moves get cash stay one hundred
Get stupid go dumb thats the way aye
How we do it here in the bay
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
I clock out grab my hoodie and dip
Been dealing with idiots I aint taking no shit
I need to take a break so I go on a trip
Call up the homies and slide through pick me up in the whip
So I wait outside and go and grab me a fifth
I aint grabbing no chaser homie just taking a sip
Best not say anything best don't give me no lip
You better play your roll before they call me mod trip
Now im up in the club showing the homies what I got
They saying its good we boutta head to the dope spot
I hear its jumping off party up on the whole block
We gotta hurry before somebody calling up the cops
I said fasho any need to grab a knife
Naw we chillin no need to get into any fights
Just bring your papers were trying to get higher than a plane flight
Fasho the plan is to stay fucked up all night
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
Because of some stupid shit that happened to me last night
Car broke down and my girl and I got kicked out
Why'd you have to break the trust when I ignored all of my doubts
Lost my day job and my dog to the situation
My girl driving us while im deeply contemplating
How we're gonna pick ourselves up and get this paper
And where we're gonna live, thankfully my moms is a savior
Even with all the stress im still living fine
I just copped me some good weed trust ima get mine
I roll up breathe in exhale the pain
Got a new whip my brother helped ease the strain
So get loud if you want that money
Make moves get cash stay one hundred
Get stupid go dumb thats the way aye
How we do it here in the bay
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
I clock out grab my hoodie and dip
Been dealing with idiots I aint taking no shit
I need to take a break so I go on a trip
Call up the homies and slide through pick me up in the whip
So I wait outside and go and grab me a fifth
I aint grabbing no chaser homie just taking a sip
Best not say anything best don't give me no lip
You better play your roll before they call me mod trip
Now im up in the club showing the homies what I got
They saying its good we boutta head to the dope spot
I hear its jumping off party up on the whole block
We gotta hurry before somebody calling up the cops
I said fasho any need to grab a knife
Naw we chillin no need to get into any fights
Just bring your papers were trying to get higher than a plane flight
Fasho the plan is to stay fucked up all night
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
They fucked you over
So fuck that shit
They fucked with ya work
So fuck that shit
Fuck that bitch
Man fuck that bitch
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Writer(s): Frank Bettencourt
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