Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Yo listen and sit back no this ain't a dis track but bitches
Is really washed up call them some dish rags
Think they hot shit cause they pick tags stop playing with them people gone give they shit back
But real talk I make em jump like cross cross they already was mad
Now I bet they pissed off go ahead grab my ass that shit soft
I hang w big dogs that got glock's w a big bark
None of y'all can compare to me
I'm every hood nigga fantasy
I get busy
I don't do clizzy's... if your nigga try me I'm a spin him til he dizzy
This pussy got power no 50, he gone off me and I'm gone off the henny
You can't sit here bitch I am not Jenny
Every function I attend yeah that shit gone be litty
Time to hit the town now
I need quarter ounce of that super loud now say you a dog
But you more like little bow wow f*ck around w me you gone end up
In that dog pound now pop shit
Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
My money come in various ways your biweekly pay Ill make that shit in one day
What make me so great is that I carry my weight I'm the shit in real life f*ck the likes on my page
Anyway I got this rap shit down to T so if she f*cking w me tell her
We got to meet we on the corner counting like it's Sesame Street
This a Rick Flare beat and I'm just adding more heat
Real bitches gone relate to this shit
Shoot these words at your brain, bet you'll never forget
Catch me cool in the whip
With the windows tint
Probably cruising through gent new nigga new out fit
Ooh we done shut the town down
Call me pretty p aka the wild child know i'm a queen
I won't never let my crown down
Got these niggas on they knees I tell they ass to bow down... now pop shit
Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
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Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Yo listen and sit back no this ain't a dis track but bitches
Is really washed up call them some dish rags
Think they hot shit cause they pick tags stop playing with them people gone give they shit back
But real talk I make em jump like cross cross they already was mad
Now I bet they pissed off go ahead grab my ass that shit soft
I hang w big dogs that got glock's w a big bark
None of y'all can compare to me
I'm every hood nigga fantasy
I get busy
I don't do clizzy's... if your nigga try me I'm a spin him til he dizzy
This pussy got power no 50, he gone off me and I'm gone off the henny
You can't sit here bitch I am not Jenny
Every function I attend yeah that shit gone be litty
Time to hit the town now
I need quarter ounce of that super loud now say you a dog
But you more like little bow wow f*ck around w me you gone end up
In that dog pound now pop shit
Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
My money come in various ways your biweekly pay Ill make that shit in one day
What make me so great is that I carry my weight I'm the shit in real life f*ck the likes on my page
Anyway I got this rap shit down to T so if she f*cking w me tell her
We got to meet we on the corner counting like it's Sesame Street
This a Rick Flare beat and I'm just adding more heat
Real bitches gone relate to this shit
Shoot these words at your brain, bet you'll never forget
Catch me cool in the whip
With the windows tint
Probably cruising through gent new nigga new out fit
Ooh we done shut the town down
Call me pretty p aka the wild child know i'm a queen
I won't never let my crown down
Got these niggas on they knees I tell they ass to bow down... now pop shit
Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Yo listen and sit back no this ain't a dis track but bitches
Is really washed up call them some dish rags
Think they hot shit cause they pick tags stop playing with them people gone give they shit back
But real talk I make em jump like cross cross they already was mad
Now I bet they pissed off go ahead grab my ass that shit soft
I hang w big dogs that got glock's w a big bark
None of y'all can compare to me
I'm every hood nigga fantasy
I get busy
I don't do clizzy's... if your nigga try me I'm a spin him til he dizzy
This pussy got power no 50, he gone off me and I'm gone off the henny
You can't sit here bitch I am not Jenny
Every function I attend yeah that shit gone be litty
Time to hit the town now
I need quarter ounce of that super loud now say you a dog
But you more like little bow wow f*ck around w me you gone end up
In that dog pound now pop shit
Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
My money come in various ways your biweekly pay Ill make that shit in one day
What make me so great is that I carry my weight I'm the shit in real life f*ck the likes on my page
Anyway I got this rap shit down to T so if she f*cking w me tell her
We got to meet we on the corner counting like it's Sesame Street
This a Rick Flare beat and I'm just adding more heat
Real bitches gone relate to this shit
Shoot these words at your brain, bet you'll never forget
Catch me cool in the whip
With the windows tint
Probably cruising through gent new nigga new out fit
Ooh we done shut the town down
Call me pretty p aka the wild child know i'm a queen
I won't never let my crown down
Got these niggas on they knees I tell they ass to bow down... now pop shit
Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Pop shit if you want to bitches ain't f*cking w me
Don't talk about what you gone do bitches ain't f*cking w me
We can even cop the same fit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Find you somebody else to play wit bitches ain't f*cking w me
Writer: Precious Conner
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid