Yeah Bitch (Remix)
Yeah, I'm a real nigga, no fussin'
Up my guns and then I'm bussin' (Yeah nigga, real talk)
Put him to sleep, no Robitussin
We got baggage, living lavage, you gon' wish that you could have it
I'm gon' fly across the world with my lil girl cause she the baddest (Uh, yeah)
You can't be talkin' to me when you say that he average (Mm, mm)
I hop on tables when I'm lit, you know I'm savage
I don't play no basketball but I'm still ballin' like a Maverick
Yeah, don't play no games with me cause it's gon' end up being tragic
Have you crying on the floor nigga
He up the pole, we up the score, that's how it go nigga (That's how it go)
I hope you understand
You want a show then I'm gon' need a hunnid bands (A hunnid)
I he ain't good enough we kick him off the court like he Juwanna Mann
Like gone and get up outta here (Go)
They gettin' mad that I don't care, cause I don't gotta care
I walk outside the house, you gotta stare (They know Caleeb)
Dang Caleb, what that is?
That's a Rari, you know it's zoomin', it go fast when I pull off, sound like a Harley
She was my friend before, but now she call me papi (Yeah I went in)
She on the ground, that junk had sent her to the lobby
Yeah, I'm a real nigga, no fussin'
Up my guns and then I'm bussin' (Yeah nigga, real talk)
Put him to sleep, no Robitussin
We got baggage, living lavage, you gon' wish that you could have it
I'm gon' fly across the world with my lil girl cause she the baddest (Uh, yeah)
Up my guns and then I'm bussin' (Yeah nigga, real talk)
Put him to sleep, no Robitussin
We got baggage, living lavage, you gon' wish that you could have it
I'm gon' fly across the world with my lil girl cause she the baddest (Uh, yeah)
You can't be talkin' to me when you say that he average (Mm, mm)
I hop on tables when I'm lit, you know I'm savage
I don't play no basketball but I'm still ballin' like a Maverick
Yeah, don't play no games with me cause it's gon' end up being tragic
Have you crying on the floor nigga
He up the pole, we up the score, that's how it go nigga (That's how it go)
I hope you understand
You want a show then I'm gon' need a hunnid bands (A hunnid)
I he ain't good enough we kick him off the court like he Juwanna Mann
Like gone and get up outta here (Go)
They gettin' mad that I don't care, cause I don't gotta care
I walk outside the house, you gotta stare (They know Caleeb)
Dang Caleb, what that is?
That's a Rari, you know it's zoomin', it go fast when I pull off, sound like a Harley
She was my friend before, but now she call me papi (Yeah I went in)
She on the ground, that junk had sent her to the lobby
Yeah, I'm a real nigga, no fussin'
Up my guns and then I'm bussin' (Yeah nigga, real talk)
Put him to sleep, no Robitussin
We got baggage, living lavage, you gon' wish that you could have it
I'm gon' fly across the world with my lil girl cause she the baddest (Uh, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Marzette
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