Whats the Word (feat. 500 Swerv)

It's raw when you need cash, huh
Baby, give me some cash
Bad bitches on me now
Two bad bitches, they on me and swerv

Curb service now, nigga
Let's get it
Ayy, two bad bitches, they on me and swerv
Curb service, how we pulled up to the curb

I got up on Lil' Baby, I'm like, what's the word
He got up on Lil' Baby, he like, what's the word
She said that she a good girl, she from the burbs
I can tell she was a eater, how she use her words

First I meet her, then I beat her, kick her to the curb
Might be a first and a second, but won't be a third
I change hoes like I change socks
I treat bitches like I treat Glocks

Put dick in them, then I shake this spot
These hoes like G's, cause I crack the lot
I'm bout my cheese, bitch, I stack a lot
I got it all about these pans and pots

Phone going crazy, I can't fucking sleep
I came, win that rent, dude, I'ma crack some G's
Smoking Zadi all fucking day, bitch, I look like Chinese
Got my lil' niggas sliding all day, they do that shit for free

Trust my fucking self in these streets, then shit get wicked
Free my niggas out the can, steady screaming, fuck the system
She say she like the way I do it, told that bitch to pay attention
I be swerving through that lane, you can't catch me, I be missing

Baby, ain't no love in a macks heart
You ain't gotta worry about getting played, you play your part
I'm a P-nigga, I keep it player from the start
I'll turn you to a boss, bitch, if you play it smart

Cause I don't need a bitch, mister her, I leave a bitch
And she been eating dick for hours, I ain't feed the bitch
She told me that she love me, I don't wanna see the bitch
Slammed her first night, why you out here tryna keep the bitch

Posted up on AP, I done really fucking seen some shit
Bitch keep calling my phone, I barely see the bitch
Put a 3-5 in the wook and barely breathing shit
I told bro to throw the bag and then he heave that bitch

I put the bag in the air, bro, gon' receive that shit
Showed your bitch a half a slab, she couldn't believe that shit
This shit a part of making bread, you gotta need that shit
I got an appetite for pape, so I feed this shit

Fuck some pussy, bitch, I'm here for the cheese, that's it
I need a new lung before I ever need a bitch
So bitch like I'm paying for the Astros, I post up in pitch
As soon as we drop the opps, I'ma drop a kit

These little bitches on my dick cause my name lit
They still let me fuck even though I ain't shit
The game be coming with some lows, but I can't quit
A broke n***a is just something that I can't fix

I got a bad bitch, she pulled up in a fin
One in the Audi, need one in the Benz
I sacrifice, I'll do anything to win
Every loss I took, I took it on the chin, huh

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