Bitch!
We got glocks
We got chops
Whole lot of shit for the opps
You cant like get guap
Broke ass boy got holes in his socks
Aye yo gas dont kickbox
Dont say its pressure cuz its not
You want smoke
Go kick rocks
Beams on his face no chickenpox
Knock the ramen out ya noodles
You aint no pit boy you a poodle
My choppa got titties like hooters
This bitch get around
Just like a rumor
Imma show these lil bitch ass boy they my students
Yes im a tutor
When I up with this nine
Bullets eating out yo mind
We call that a tumor
Hit the front door or the backdoor
I dont really care hoe
Im at where the racks go
Big new AR got a drum on this shit
And we nicknamed that bitch fatso
Cash rule everything around me
Thats C.R.E.A.M
Got roaches in the trap like maxo
Try sum' at the show
Got infrared beams
Knock yo' ass right to the backrow
9k Tay. - Chickenpoxx (feat. Roacho 9k) Lyrics
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Bitch!
We got glocks
We got chops
Whole lot of shit for the opps
You cant like get guap
Broke ass boy got holes in his socks
Aye yo gas dont kickbox
Dont say its pressure cuz its not
You want smoke
Go kick rocks
Beams on his face no chickenpox
Knock the ramen out ya noodles
You aint no pit boy you a poodle
My choppa got titties like hooters
This bitch get around
Just like a rumor
Imma show these lil bitch ass boy they my students
Yes im a tutor
When I up with this nine
Bullets eating out yo mind
We call that a tumor
Hit the front door or the backdoor
I dont really care hoe
Im at where the racks go
Big new AR got a drum on this shit
And we nicknamed that bitch fatso
Cash rule everything around me
Thats C.R.E.A.M
Got roaches in the trap like maxo
Try sum' at the show
Got infrared beams
Knock yo' ass right to the backrow
We got glocks
We got chops
Whole lot of shit for the opps
You cant like get guap
Broke ass boy got holes in his socks
Aye yo gas dont kickbox
Dont say its pressure cuz its not
You want smoke
Go kick rocks
Beams on his face no chickenpox
Knock the ramen out ya noodles
You aint no pit boy you a poodle
My choppa got titties like hooters
This bitch get around
Just like a rumor
Imma show these lil bitch ass boy they my students
Yes im a tutor
When I up with this nine
Bullets eating out yo mind
We call that a tumor
Hit the front door or the backdoor
I dont really care hoe
Im at where the racks go
Big new AR got a drum on this shit
And we nicknamed that bitch fatso
Cash rule everything around me
Thats C.R.E.A.M
Got roaches in the trap like maxo
Try sum' at the show
Got infrared beams
Knock yo' ass right to the backrow
Writer: Trey Martinez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid