Purge
I swear these bitches look hurt
Ewww
Body a bitch
Leave her dead in the dirt
Skrrt
Fucking with me you get merked
Louis V duffle to match with the skirt
I got the bag like bitch is u dumb?
You like brag but bitch you's a bum
I take the bread leave bitches with crumbs
Don't like a nigga who won't spend his funds
I'm fucking him good
Now he talking bout soul ties
Deep in my guts he be making my soul cry
Counting this money by hand got me so tired
Can't do the job right
Now nigga you so fired
Smoking on studs
Got my brain feeling so wired
Niggas be mad at the shit that I require
Need them bands first nigga or I can't reply
If he see me then you know he can't deny
Young bad bitch
Hoes senile
Said I was gon do it
And did it
Sip ya tea now
I could make a couple
Gunned thousands in a week now
He know I'm a freak bussing
All over the sheets now
Dip it low, real slow
Just how you like it
My shit so good
You cant help but to fight it
Beat up the pussy don't get to excited
Only one night but now
He tryna wife it
I swear these bitches look hurt
Ewww
Body a bitch
Leave her dead in the dirt
Skrrtt
Fucking with me you get merked
Louis v duffle to match with the skirt
I got the bag like bitch is u dumb
You like brag but bitch you'd a bum
I take the bread leave bitches with crumbs
Don't like a nigga who won't spend his funds
My bitches wild
We came straight out a cage
You get hurt in real life
For that shit on yo page
Don't move like no hoe
So I cannot be saved
If he fucking with me
Then he better behave
All these dead prezzies
They straight out the grave
I got bands everywhere think
I need me a maid
If You fucking for free
Then lil bitch you's a slave
When I pop out
You know everything slayed
When I pop out you
Know everything active
Fuck a plus one
We pull up and subtract shit
I'm at your door like you ain't pay ya taxes Run in your house
Like I know where the stash is
These niggas pray over me
Like a Baptist
Classy lil bitch
But this shit could get ratchet
Plenty hats out
Cause these niggas be cappin
Uh why these bitches acting'
I swear these bitches look hurt
Ewww
Body a bitch
Leave her dead in the dirt
Skrrtt
Fucking with me you get merked
Louis v duffle to match with the skirt
I got the bag like bitch is u dumb?
You like brag but bitch you'd a bum
I take the bread leave bitches with crumbs
Don't like a nigga who won't spend his funds
Ewww
Body a bitch
Leave her dead in the dirt
Skrrt
Fucking with me you get merked
Louis V duffle to match with the skirt
I got the bag like bitch is u dumb?
You like brag but bitch you's a bum
I take the bread leave bitches with crumbs
Don't like a nigga who won't spend his funds
I'm fucking him good
Now he talking bout soul ties
Deep in my guts he be making my soul cry
Counting this money by hand got me so tired
Can't do the job right
Now nigga you so fired
Smoking on studs
Got my brain feeling so wired
Niggas be mad at the shit that I require
Need them bands first nigga or I can't reply
If he see me then you know he can't deny
Young bad bitch
Hoes senile
Said I was gon do it
And did it
Sip ya tea now
I could make a couple
Gunned thousands in a week now
He know I'm a freak bussing
All over the sheets now
Dip it low, real slow
Just how you like it
My shit so good
You cant help but to fight it
Beat up the pussy don't get to excited
Only one night but now
He tryna wife it
I swear these bitches look hurt
Ewww
Body a bitch
Leave her dead in the dirt
Skrrtt
Fucking with me you get merked
Louis v duffle to match with the skirt
I got the bag like bitch is u dumb
You like brag but bitch you'd a bum
I take the bread leave bitches with crumbs
Don't like a nigga who won't spend his funds
My bitches wild
We came straight out a cage
You get hurt in real life
For that shit on yo page
Don't move like no hoe
So I cannot be saved
If he fucking with me
Then he better behave
All these dead prezzies
They straight out the grave
I got bands everywhere think
I need me a maid
If You fucking for free
Then lil bitch you's a slave
When I pop out
You know everything slayed
When I pop out you
Know everything active
Fuck a plus one
We pull up and subtract shit
I'm at your door like you ain't pay ya taxes Run in your house
Like I know where the stash is
These niggas pray over me
Like a Baptist
Classy lil bitch
But this shit could get ratchet
Plenty hats out
Cause these niggas be cappin
Uh why these bitches acting'
I swear these bitches look hurt
Ewww
Body a bitch
Leave her dead in the dirt
Skrrtt
Fucking with me you get merked
Louis v duffle to match with the skirt
I got the bag like bitch is u dumb?
You like brag but bitch you'd a bum
I take the bread leave bitches with crumbs
Don't like a nigga who won't spend his funds
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Writer(s): Alexis Anderson
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