Intro
Where the weed at
On bean on a bean bag
White Lines and Green Grass
AK said no Subs
Me and Bobby on the
Phone
He knows I'm finna Relapse
I need that
YYZ in a C Class
(where I'm meeting all these niggas at)
(thought he was my dawg he a bitch man)
Yo, whoa, whoa
Thought you was my dawg
You a bitch
On some real shit
Thought you was my dawg
You a bitch
This the shit I gotta deal with
You not my dawg you a bitch
I just pulled up to the party
With the clique
Clown got Harley as his chick
But looking
In his eyes dawg
He ain't w the shits
I make a beat
Pick a story in my head
Then I wreck the shit
And I spit like a pregnant bitch
Respect the shit cause they lazy
I was post to put the other verse in this
But I gotta tap in w yall real quick
Ya Feel Me
Everyone knows someone who thinks
No one knows what they're doing
But we just dey observe
Last Last cause the guy don cast
This song is dedicated
To all the bitch ass Niggas out there man
Hoe ass mothefuckers
Clone ass motherfuckers
Copying the bro ass mother fucker
(yo, I thought y'all Niggas knew me man)
Bitch! (The monster you made)
(Written)
(produced)
(and Performed)
(by yours truly)
Bitch!
(omo I gats engage one backwood as I reach yard so)
Chee, roll the Russian cream
Roll the Russian cream yeee
You not my dawg you a bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
If you're having girl problems
I feel bad for you son
I have 99 problems, but a bitch?
Ain't One
On bean on a bean bag
White Lines and Green Grass
AK said no Subs
Me and Bobby on the
Phone
He knows I'm finna Relapse
I need that
YYZ in a C Class
(where I'm meeting all these niggas at)
(thought he was my dawg he a bitch man)
Yo, whoa, whoa
Thought you was my dawg
You a bitch
On some real shit
Thought you was my dawg
You a bitch
This the shit I gotta deal with
You not my dawg you a bitch
I just pulled up to the party
With the clique
Clown got Harley as his chick
But looking
In his eyes dawg
He ain't w the shits
I make a beat
Pick a story in my head
Then I wreck the shit
And I spit like a pregnant bitch
Respect the shit cause they lazy
I was post to put the other verse in this
But I gotta tap in w yall real quick
Ya Feel Me
Everyone knows someone who thinks
No one knows what they're doing
But we just dey observe
Last Last cause the guy don cast
This song is dedicated
To all the bitch ass Niggas out there man
Hoe ass mothefuckers
Clone ass motherfuckers
Copying the bro ass mother fucker
(yo, I thought y'all Niggas knew me man)
Bitch! (The monster you made)
(Written)
(produced)
(and Performed)
(by yours truly)
Bitch!
(omo I gats engage one backwood as I reach yard so)
Chee, roll the Russian cream
Roll the Russian cream yeee
You not my dawg you a bitch
Bitch
Bitch
Bitch
If you're having girl problems
I feel bad for you son
I have 99 problems, but a bitch?
Ain't One
Credits
Writer(s): Ricardo Johnson
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