Tit4Tat

If we headed to ya city then you know what's going down
It's a sold out show, widda big ass crowd
Three grams in a blunt, bitch you know I'm rollin loud
Heard the hoes up in the building, man that's something I don't doubt
Where the finest ones at? Finna point y'all out
It's too many to choose from, I need me a scout
That's a bad bitch recruiter, finna get her ass an uber
I'm teaching her some lessons like a motherfuckin tutor

And so you know my type, I like my girls slim thick
Yeah huh, alright
She wanna go another round, wanna stay the night
But I'm leaving in the morning bitch I gotta catch a flight

Tell ya number one hater suck a dick
I bet they won't do shit, that boy built like a bitch
I don't play games boi, that shit for lil kids
Oh you think you bad? Nah bitch I'm worse
Said I'm up next, You last I'm first
Know you hated me day one since birth
Fuck what you say, I ain't interested at all
You crying like a bitch, boy you just like your dog

Worry bout ya self boy, you wastin all ya energy
You shouldn't give a fuck if it involve the letters M and E
Pocket watching weirdos, man I swear that y'all the enemy
Actin like you got authority, but you ain't no deputy

I'm an easy one to hate, I can understand ya jealousy
Had a family member try to call the IRS on me
Blood don't equal family and I say that shit with certainty
Why the fuck you think I had to dip out so urgently?

Got the keys to my new place
And I ain't ever lookin back
Strippers on the way, All 10's
You know that's a fact

And you can't miss it, I'm the house in the back
Yellow Bimmer in the front
Yeah bitch that's the one!

And so you know my type, I like my girls slim thick
Yeah huh, alright
She wanna go another round, wanna stay the night
But I'm leaving in the morning bitch I gotta catch a flight



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Writer(s): Rj 222
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