Bitches Talking Shit
Get the fuck outta here if you don't know the rules
AmberLeaf or Bensons I don't know how Ima choose
Stanley knifes and kitchen knifes I'm grabbing all my tools
The way I'm stealing all this money got me feeling like some Jews
Ye, got me feelin' like some Jews ye, ye, ye, feelin' like some Jews
If you don't know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Then be like Chris Rock and keep my name up out your mouth, yuh
Call me Astroworld the way I'm killin' all these fans
Wet him up with thе Stanley, got blood on my hands
Call me Boy Racer thе way I'm throwing up these scans
And these bitches switchin' sides actin' like they Trans, eugh
Eugh, I don't fuck with none those faggots
If there's a wallet in your pocket then you know that Ima grab it
Cuz I'm broker than a broker and I'm coming for your funds
And these bitches talking shit cause they know that I'm the one
Ye, they know that I'm the one bitch
Ye, I'm the only one out here
Where the fuck was you?
Ye, aight Ima go back in, lets go
Bitch talking shit she must not know who I am
She was eating cat, shit thats why we call her Tam
Why he posting on his story? We don't care about the spam
I stab that motherfucker then I posted on his Gram, ah
Catch bodies like a murderer
And if a bitch cheat on me then Ima murder her
Victoria? I never heard of her
But I heard that bitch fell down the stairs on her way to Burger King
(NAH)
Bitches don't do nothin' except ruining the vibes
I chain smoke all day cause I like ruining my life
Homies spendin' time with bitches wastin' all they time
Thats how you wanna live your life but thats not how I'm livin' mine
Ye, I don't waste my time with fake bitches
I spend my time tryna handle real business
Principal told me that I'm a fucking menace
I told him to go fuck himself like Grace Red
I get money cause I like to count it
You know me, the best rapper in the county
Get ya money up, get yo money up (MONEY UP)
If anybody wanna fuckin' go then hit me up
Hit me up if you tryna get some poppin' off
Bitches riding on my dick, when they hoppin' off?
Like Rick Ross, I'm a big boss (BIG BOSS)
Gas like the Holocaust, get ya shit tossed, nah mean
AmberLeaf or Bensons I don't know how Ima choose
Stanley knifes and kitchen knifes I'm grabbing all my tools
The way I'm stealing all this money got me feeling like some Jews
Ye, got me feelin' like some Jews ye, ye, ye, feelin' like some Jews
If you don't know what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Then be like Chris Rock and keep my name up out your mouth, yuh
Call me Astroworld the way I'm killin' all these fans
Wet him up with thе Stanley, got blood on my hands
Call me Boy Racer thе way I'm throwing up these scans
And these bitches switchin' sides actin' like they Trans, eugh
Eugh, I don't fuck with none those faggots
If there's a wallet in your pocket then you know that Ima grab it
Cuz I'm broker than a broker and I'm coming for your funds
And these bitches talking shit cause they know that I'm the one
Ye, they know that I'm the one bitch
Ye, I'm the only one out here
Where the fuck was you?
Ye, aight Ima go back in, lets go
Bitch talking shit she must not know who I am
She was eating cat, shit thats why we call her Tam
Why he posting on his story? We don't care about the spam
I stab that motherfucker then I posted on his Gram, ah
Catch bodies like a murderer
And if a bitch cheat on me then Ima murder her
Victoria? I never heard of her
But I heard that bitch fell down the stairs on her way to Burger King
(NAH)
Bitches don't do nothin' except ruining the vibes
I chain smoke all day cause I like ruining my life
Homies spendin' time with bitches wastin' all they time
Thats how you wanna live your life but thats not how I'm livin' mine
Ye, I don't waste my time with fake bitches
I spend my time tryna handle real business
Principal told me that I'm a fucking menace
I told him to go fuck himself like Grace Red
I get money cause I like to count it
You know me, the best rapper in the county
Get ya money up, get yo money up (MONEY UP)
If anybody wanna fuckin' go then hit me up
Hit me up if you tryna get some poppin' off
Bitches riding on my dick, when they hoppin' off?
Like Rick Ross, I'm a big boss (BIG BOSS)
Gas like the Holocaust, get ya shit tossed, nah mean
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Writer(s): Packa Benson
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