I aint with no handouts So bitch pull that cash out
Looking like I'm waiting for some Jay's Bittch i stand out
Feeling like some f*cked up make up
I'm bout to lash out
Cause he got a pint of lean oh he's your man's now
Y'all got it twisted
Yall be really Trippin
Can you even trust him if he is your co-defendant
No I didn't think so
Now you bitches both told
But he told first now you're sitting on that paperwork
Was it worth the Instagram post of the pint For your Bros to give likes
No I didn't think so
I always walked around with my ass out Sag my pants and my bitchs dads house Like I'm the man now
Y'all can be the gentleman
I got the mouthpiece that keeps
These bitches in my residence
Thinking I'm on television
Because all of my confidence
I ain't never wore no name brand to take no bitch
Sucker motherf*cker
Ask your bitch about me and she'll tell you more than I can
Pulling up with homies that is scared to hit the damn Can
I be dumb as f*ck riding around pistol on my lap
IfI'm stepping on your neck you still wouldn't understand
I'd rather ride around holding the strap then holding my bitch hand
Started as a nice guy then I seen your bitch ass
Start a politicking so I had a change of plizands
First sign of disrespect I got I started throwing hizands
I meant hand not plural
First hit I hit you with you went from gangster to Urkel
Hit my line with the Betty Blanca or the purple
Shit you can even hit me if you got 100 Perko's
That's a personal
Comfortable our phones but you is scared to hit the main line
On the road alone got bitches naked on the FaceTime
Started to blow smoke without the fire on your waist line
Man I sware you wearing watches on your belt loops waste time
RIP Bpath bitch I'm trapping again Remember we was kids savages in the benze
Pulled up hopped out on any one with the shits
When I hit thug mansion save me a bitch
Ask your bitch about me and she'll tell you more than I can
Pulling up with homies that is scared to hit the damn Can
I be dumb as f*ck riding around pistol on my lap
IfI'm stepping on your neck you still wouldn't understand
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I aint with no handouts So bitch pull that cash out
Looking like I'm waiting for some Jay's Bittch i stand out
Feeling like some f*cked up make up
I'm bout to lash out
Cause he got a pint of lean oh he's your man's now
Y'all got it twisted
Yall be really Trippin
Can you even trust him if he is your co-defendant
No I didn't think so
Now you bitches both told
But he told first now you're sitting on that paperwork
Was it worth the Instagram post of the pint For your Bros to give likes
No I didn't think so
I always walked around with my ass out Sag my pants and my bitchs dads house Like I'm the man now
Y'all can be the gentleman
I got the mouthpiece that keeps
These bitches in my residence
Thinking I'm on television
Because all of my confidence
I ain't never wore no name brand to take no bitch
Sucker motherf*cker
Ask your bitch about me and she'll tell you more than I can
Pulling up with homies that is scared to hit the damn Can
I be dumb as f*ck riding around pistol on my lap
IfI'm stepping on your neck you still wouldn't understand
I'd rather ride around holding the strap then holding my bitch hand
Started as a nice guy then I seen your bitch ass
Start a politicking so I had a change of plizands
First sign of disrespect I got I started throwing hizands
I meant hand not plural
First hit I hit you with you went from gangster to Urkel
Hit my line with the Betty Blanca or the purple
Shit you can even hit me if you got 100 Perko's
That's a personal
Comfortable our phones but you is scared to hit the main line
On the road alone got bitches naked on the FaceTime
Started to blow smoke without the fire on your waist line
Man I sware you wearing watches on your belt loops waste time
RIP Bpath bitch I'm trapping again Remember we was kids savages in the benze
Pulled up hopped out on any one with the shits
When I hit thug mansion save me a bitch
Ask your bitch about me and she'll tell you more than I can
Pulling up with homies that is scared to hit the damn Can
I be dumb as f*ck riding around pistol on my lap
IfI'm stepping on your neck you still wouldn't understand
Looking like I'm waiting for some Jay's Bittch i stand out
Feeling like some f*cked up make up
I'm bout to lash out
Cause he got a pint of lean oh he's your man's now
Y'all got it twisted
Yall be really Trippin
Can you even trust him if he is your co-defendant
No I didn't think so
Now you bitches both told
But he told first now you're sitting on that paperwork
Was it worth the Instagram post of the pint For your Bros to give likes
No I didn't think so
I always walked around with my ass out Sag my pants and my bitchs dads house Like I'm the man now
Y'all can be the gentleman
I got the mouthpiece that keeps
These bitches in my residence
Thinking I'm on television
Because all of my confidence
I ain't never wore no name brand to take no bitch
Sucker motherf*cker
Ask your bitch about me and she'll tell you more than I can
Pulling up with homies that is scared to hit the damn Can
I be dumb as f*ck riding around pistol on my lap
IfI'm stepping on your neck you still wouldn't understand
I'd rather ride around holding the strap then holding my bitch hand
Started as a nice guy then I seen your bitch ass
Start a politicking so I had a change of plizands
First sign of disrespect I got I started throwing hizands
I meant hand not plural
First hit I hit you with you went from gangster to Urkel
Hit my line with the Betty Blanca or the purple
Shit you can even hit me if you got 100 Perko's
That's a personal
Comfortable our phones but you is scared to hit the main line
On the road alone got bitches naked on the FaceTime
Started to blow smoke without the fire on your waist line
Man I sware you wearing watches on your belt loops waste time
RIP Bpath bitch I'm trapping again Remember we was kids savages in the benze
Pulled up hopped out on any one with the shits
When I hit thug mansion save me a bitch
Ask your bitch about me and she'll tell you more than I can
Pulling up with homies that is scared to hit the damn Can
I be dumb as f*ck riding around pistol on my lap
IfI'm stepping on your neck you still wouldn't understand
Writer: Brian Sparks
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid