When Crazy Hoes Cry

Sike, lets hop on this bi-
Why you cryin for attention (bitch)
Steady hoes up in my mentions
Your personality is like two different dimensions (fuck you)
I told your girl to take off all of her extensions

Your man be so weak he should face me
20 bad bitches and they crazy
They see my money and now they tryna chase me
They can try, try to taste me

I told your girl to lick it from the back
I told your girl her head game kinda wack
I told your girl instead you lick up on my sack
I told your girl now go make them cheeks clap

And she didn't so I made her switch positions (bitch)
She need to know that she has competition
She said she don't believe in any superstition
Bitch count all my racks but she doesnt know addition

Yo bro could you hop on this
For what
For my music bro
Is it heat
The only thing I make is heat okay
A-Alright 1 sec 1 sec

I see the ops yeah they dissin'
Nah I'm just playin I'm just pissin'
On your lady I'm just kissin'
When I shoot I'm never missin'

Huh yuh

In the backseat
Pipin' your bitch in the rolls or the taxi
Nah this the whip? Take it back shit is nasty
My Benz be matte darker than the fuckin black sea
Why she always all up on my always tryna blast me

Hop in the jet you can pick the destination
Just say one word bitch I don't need no explanation
Yeah your bitch is stupid yeah she got no education (retard)
Yeah you got a problem? Bitch send the location

Tell your bro don't fuck with a killer
Tell your hoe I'm open to fill her (ah)
Leave that bitch wouldn't ever miss her (run run)
Catch him lackin' Imma get my hitter

And Imma do it if you look my direction
When I talk to bitches yeah I get no rejection
My bitch looks pretty she ain't got no imperfection
Killing, smoking gas, and fucking bitches my obsession

Yo was that good
Nah it was kinda ass
Yo fuck you bro



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Writer(s): Meter Sticks, Wish Kid Ong
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