Aah Bitch
Bitch you not no god, not a prophet, not a prodigy
Won't me to stop talking shit we'll come over and stop me g
Ima show my ass ion give a fuck what haters see
I'm all around yo block taking spots like it's monopoly
How you say you a boss nigga but never pulled a bitch
How you claim you big money but yo pockets full a lint
How you claim you gangsta but be crying when someone talking shit
Yea you got a gun that don't change the fact you still a bitch
Sick of these non talented ass niggas coming after me
Can't do it by yourself so you gotta call the Calvary
Pick mes and lame hoes that must be who you wanna be
Niggas get caught and get to singing like they jodicei
Why y'all keep on testing me knowing ion give af
Only time I miss a nigga is when I swing and he duck
Niggas sleeping on me must be gone off that bus
Ion want that junky bitch she asked me for sum dust
She said wanna hold sum I let her hold my nuts
I be bringing back bad memories like eating cold cuts
With a rpg it make it hard to identify what's what
This nigga wanna knuckle up hit 'em with a uppercut
And he gone catch 'em all like Pokémon
Hearing bout it not as fun
Come through with a tommy gun
Blum bum bum bum bum bum
Coca-cola in my rum
You know ima shake sum
Be fr who yo ugly baby momma
How you go from a 8 to a 3 that's bummer
I been running fades Ian never need a fuckin burner
Ima hot nigga hotter then Venus around summer
Beat a nigga ass I'll put a nigga in a coma
Niggas starting to come like bitches always in some drama
Till I bring that fie that constant heat like you up in a sauna
Ian never scared and I put that on my dead homies
Ian never scared I put that on my dead homies
Ain't a nigga alive ever said that ran from him
Hella crazy get upset and turn into a crash dummy
Homicide on my mind damn I feel like Ted bundy
Not the rat but I feel like jerry show me the money
Chilling in a scat scat smoking on that opp pack
You be talking hella shit show me where yo heart at
Bury that lil that lil bitch turn em to a garden
And I wish a nigga wood I'll burn down that forest
Bitch you not no god, not a prophet, not a prodigy
Won't me to stop talking shit we'll come over and stop me g
Ima show my ass ion give a fuck what haters see
I'm all around yo block taking spots like it's monopoly
How you say you a boss nigga but never pulled a bitch
How you claim you big money but yo pockets full a lint
How you claim you gangsta but be crying when someone talking shit
Yea you got a gun that don't change the fact you still a bitch
Won't me to stop talking shit we'll come over and stop me g
Ima show my ass ion give a fuck what haters see
I'm all around yo block taking spots like it's monopoly
How you say you a boss nigga but never pulled a bitch
How you claim you big money but yo pockets full a lint
How you claim you gangsta but be crying when someone talking shit
Yea you got a gun that don't change the fact you still a bitch
Sick of these non talented ass niggas coming after me
Can't do it by yourself so you gotta call the Calvary
Pick mes and lame hoes that must be who you wanna be
Niggas get caught and get to singing like they jodicei
Why y'all keep on testing me knowing ion give af
Only time I miss a nigga is when I swing and he duck
Niggas sleeping on me must be gone off that bus
Ion want that junky bitch she asked me for sum dust
She said wanna hold sum I let her hold my nuts
I be bringing back bad memories like eating cold cuts
With a rpg it make it hard to identify what's what
This nigga wanna knuckle up hit 'em with a uppercut
And he gone catch 'em all like Pokémon
Hearing bout it not as fun
Come through with a tommy gun
Blum bum bum bum bum bum
Coca-cola in my rum
You know ima shake sum
Be fr who yo ugly baby momma
How you go from a 8 to a 3 that's bummer
I been running fades Ian never need a fuckin burner
Ima hot nigga hotter then Venus around summer
Beat a nigga ass I'll put a nigga in a coma
Niggas starting to come like bitches always in some drama
Till I bring that fie that constant heat like you up in a sauna
Ian never scared and I put that on my dead homies
Ian never scared I put that on my dead homies
Ain't a nigga alive ever said that ran from him
Hella crazy get upset and turn into a crash dummy
Homicide on my mind damn I feel like Ted bundy
Not the rat but I feel like jerry show me the money
Chilling in a scat scat smoking on that opp pack
You be talking hella shit show me where yo heart at
Bury that lil that lil bitch turn em to a garden
And I wish a nigga wood I'll burn down that forest
Bitch you not no god, not a prophet, not a prodigy
Won't me to stop talking shit we'll come over and stop me g
Ima show my ass ion give a fuck what haters see
I'm all around yo block taking spots like it's monopoly
How you say you a boss nigga but never pulled a bitch
How you claim you big money but yo pockets full a lint
How you claim you gangsta but be crying when someone talking shit
Yea you got a gun that don't change the fact you still a bitch
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Writer(s): Marqwan Jordan
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