She claiming that she not happy
She claiming that I'm the daddy
She claiming I'm disrepectful
She claiming I be neglectful
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming I f*cked three or four hoes, I probably did cause I'm that nigga, that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
And she claim, and she claim
She just lie when claim
It's so lame, it's the same
You remain, that's insane
Everytime I hear your name
Everytime I play your game
Hail mary, I got range
How I rock, like Dwayne
It doesn't matter what you think
I gotta get cash like I gotta blink
You got them Jody's on your feet
My auntie say she want a mink
She the youngest out of three
All these people carrying me
And you say Kennie J only like to smoke and like to drink
Taking down all these mattresses
Flipping hoes like spatulas
We poked you like cactuses
Bitches looking like actresses
Straight outta my mothaf*cking city, bitch don't worry about it too much
Don't worry about if we gone keep in touch
I go M.I.A., declining calls and such
I could never tell no lie
Oo that shit just don't feel right
You thought my niggas came to fight
You thought my niggas came to fight
Oo girl say I ain't your type
Oo my niggas got them pipes
Oo girl say I ain't your type
Girl you must be a dike
She claiming that she not happy
She claiming that I'm the daddy
She claiming I'm disrepectful
She claiming I be neglectful
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming I f*cked three or four hoes, I probably did cause I'm that nigga, that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
Why want a bitch if she ain't conceited
Why stunt on one bitch when you can have three
Why not get money and f*ck bitches
Why do you wanna hate on a nigga rich living
I'm checking a bag like double O seven
Drinking Ashton purple, it got me tripping
I don't like them niggas, they don't like me neither
It's shiny and clear, and my chick decent
I'm really about the dough
Talking about rolling up, I'm really about the smoke
Pulling up swervin and I'm hopping out icy cold
You niggas music is really some type of old
I'm counting money I ain't worrying about a ho
When we blow, nigga I don't know you though
I'm cashing out, nigga what you rocking stole
Bands on bands, can't fit in my pcoket ho
And bitch we C.O.T.
Shoutout the gang, 2 3
Flex and finesse, stay flee
Gotta keep your bitch on we
Stay smoking good tree tree
That's why she all on me
Lambo swerving, Cali
Bitch we Cash Over Thots
Puff puff pass over thots
She claiming that she not happy
She claiming that I'm the daddy
She claiming I'm disrepectful
She claiming I be neglectful
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming I f*cked three or four hoes, I probably did cause I'm that nigga, that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
23 C.O.T. - She Claim (feat. C.O.T. Hunna) Lyrics
23 C.O.T. - She Claim (feat. C.O.T. Hunna) Lyrics
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She claiming that she not happy
She claiming that I'm the daddy
She claiming I'm disrepectful
She claiming I be neglectful
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming I f*cked three or four hoes, I probably did cause I'm that nigga, that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
And she claim, and she claim
She just lie when claim
It's so lame, it's the same
You remain, that's insane
Everytime I hear your name
Everytime I play your game
Hail mary, I got range
How I rock, like Dwayne
It doesn't matter what you think
I gotta get cash like I gotta blink
You got them Jody's on your feet
My auntie say she want a mink
She the youngest out of three
All these people carrying me
And you say Kennie J only like to smoke and like to drink
Taking down all these mattresses
Flipping hoes like spatulas
We poked you like cactuses
Bitches looking like actresses
Straight outta my mothaf*cking city, bitch don't worry about it too much
Don't worry about if we gone keep in touch
I go M.I.A., declining calls and such
I could never tell no lie
Oo that shit just don't feel right
You thought my niggas came to fight
You thought my niggas came to fight
Oo girl say I ain't your type
Oo my niggas got them pipes
Oo girl say I ain't your type
Girl you must be a dike
She claiming that she not happy
She claiming that I'm the daddy
She claiming I'm disrepectful
She claiming I be neglectful
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming I f*cked three or four hoes, I probably did cause I'm that nigga, that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
Why want a bitch if she ain't conceited
Why stunt on one bitch when you can have three
Why not get money and f*ck bitches
Why do you wanna hate on a nigga rich living
I'm checking a bag like double O seven
Drinking Ashton purple, it got me tripping
I don't like them niggas, they don't like me neither
It's shiny and clear, and my chick decent
I'm really about the dough
Talking about rolling up, I'm really about the smoke
Pulling up swervin and I'm hopping out icy cold
You niggas music is really some type of old
I'm counting money I ain't worrying about a ho
When we blow, nigga I don't know you though
I'm cashing out, nigga what you rocking stole
Bands on bands, can't fit in my pcoket ho
And bitch we C.O.T.
Shoutout the gang, 2 3
Flex and finesse, stay flee
Gotta keep your bitch on we
Stay smoking good tree tree
That's why she all on me
Lambo swerving, Cali
Bitch we Cash Over Thots
Puff puff pass over thots
She claiming that she not happy
She claiming that I'm the daddy
She claiming I'm disrepectful
She claiming I be neglectful
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming I f*cked three or four hoes, I probably did cause I'm that nigga, that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm the daddy
She claiming I'm disrepectful
She claiming I be neglectful
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming I f*cked three or four hoes, I probably did cause I'm that nigga, that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
And she claim, and she claim
She just lie when claim
It's so lame, it's the same
You remain, that's insane
Everytime I hear your name
Everytime I play your game
Hail mary, I got range
How I rock, like Dwayne
It doesn't matter what you think
I gotta get cash like I gotta blink
You got them Jody's on your feet
My auntie say she want a mink
She the youngest out of three
All these people carrying me
And you say Kennie J only like to smoke and like to drink
Taking down all these mattresses
Flipping hoes like spatulas
We poked you like cactuses
Bitches looking like actresses
Straight outta my mothaf*cking city, bitch don't worry about it too much
Don't worry about if we gone keep in touch
I go M.I.A., declining calls and such
I could never tell no lie
Oo that shit just don't feel right
You thought my niggas came to fight
You thought my niggas came to fight
Oo girl say I ain't your type
Oo my niggas got them pipes
Oo girl say I ain't your type
Girl you must be a dike
She claiming that she not happy
She claiming that I'm the daddy
She claiming I'm disrepectful
She claiming I be neglectful
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming I f*cked three or four hoes, I probably did cause I'm that nigga, that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
Why want a bitch if she ain't conceited
Why stunt on one bitch when you can have three
Why not get money and f*ck bitches
Why do you wanna hate on a nigga rich living
I'm checking a bag like double O seven
Drinking Ashton purple, it got me tripping
I don't like them niggas, they don't like me neither
It's shiny and clear, and my chick decent
I'm really about the dough
Talking about rolling up, I'm really about the smoke
Pulling up swervin and I'm hopping out icy cold
You niggas music is really some type of old
I'm counting money I ain't worrying about a ho
When we blow, nigga I don't know you though
I'm cashing out, nigga what you rocking stole
Bands on bands, can't fit in my pcoket ho
And bitch we C.O.T.
Shoutout the gang, 2 3
Flex and finesse, stay flee
Gotta keep your bitch on we
Stay smoking good tree tree
That's why she all on me
Lambo swerving, Cali
Bitch we Cash Over Thots
Puff puff pass over thots
She claiming that she not happy
She claiming that I'm the daddy
She claiming I'm disrepectful
She claiming I be neglectful
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming I f*cked three or four hoes, I probably did cause I'm that nigga, that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
She claiming that I'm that nigga
Writer: Avery Murray, Kendall Jordan, Hunter Warrick
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: 23 C.O.T.
Language: English
Length: 4:49
Written by: Avery Murray, Kendall Jordan, Hunter Warrick