These bitches ain't shit, Should stay out the way but they stay in the mix
No love fah these hoes, bitch you losing respect cause you bouncing on dick
All that talk like he bout it let's stick to the truth the bitch ain't slide
I never gave 2 fucks bout a stupid hoe that wanna go live
This ain't no bakery but my niggas put his ass right in the oven
You would think it was thanksgiving how my niggas serving out hollows like stuffing
Say stamp why you buggin, don't kno pull a bitch hair while I'm fucking
Since she friendly wit opps, she get kicked to the curve not doing no bluffing
Stop speaking on phone wit niggas, put a O in his chest like Gilbert arenas
Spend what get em knocked off still play wit dem racks like I'm balling for Phoenix
As a matter fact ima strap up my tennis and play wit dem racks like my name Venus
If I shoot my lil shot she gon open her mouth she gon eat up the semen
I be mad astf and hoes be trippen and shit for no reason
If we did our Lil dirt won't speak on a thing don't care bout no peeping
We don fuck wit fan off and my jewelry on bitch I'm freezing
When I'm done hitting bitch I'm leaving
Dese bitches ain't shit, Should stay out the way but they stay in the mix
No love fah these hoes, bitch you losing respect cause you bouncing on dick
All that talk like he bout it let's stick to the truth the bitch ain't slide
I never gave 2 fucks bout a stupid hoe that wanna go live
Can somebody please, hand me the drop on da opps
These pussies keep playin round i guess they think we playin wit props
Since we playin wit props, let down that window and let off that glock
Since he think we ain't like that, we go spin on his street leave the shells on the block
I can't be trusting dese hoes, these bitches grimy do they dirt and they setting you up
Percocet gas in my system reach fah a thing super soaker we wetting you up
My life on the line ima spazz out wit bro if we talking bout cash then I'm betting it up
In the comments dese niggas be tuff but I'm dumb astf and on mama I don't gaf
Why he post in the hood he can't hang out, Me knowing 33 he gon bang out
Was bad astf as a jit hitting these licks wit no shoes when the rain out
He a hoe in the closet he came out, One vs one now the gang out
Kno these bullets like needles they gon come at yah people I'm bringing pain out