Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Aww shit
Drop some lines, they like, ooh, he spits
Say it loud if you hatin', dawg, I don't read lips
On the road to the money, yeah, I take these trips
Cops can't even pull me over cause I'm too legit, aye
Drop some lines, they like, ooh, he spits
Say it loud if you hatin', dawg, I don't read lips
On the road to the money, yeah, I take these trips
Cops can't even pull me over cause I'm too legit
On the road, not sure where I'm goin'
Where I go, it's like volcanoes explodin
They ask how I do it, I say I was chosen
I run the game, so they say I'm controllin
Okay, you know that I write what the pen say
Cause rap's like an essay
They know that I kick it like Sensei
You know I don't care what the trends say
Give me two bad bitches and I hop in the middle like Wednesday
Niggas used to hate, that's typical
Niggas still hatin' on me now, that's pitiful
Maybe I should keep the punchlines to a minimal
Cause certain shit I say'll make your head flip
Reciprocal
Some say I should change my vocabulary
Never know where I go when my actions vary
Cause all I say is, bitch, hoe, nigga, what the f*ck
You can try if you want, but you drunk as f*ck
You can take a nigga out the hood, out the rough
But you can't take the ghetto nigga out of us
I'm really chill as f*ck, but if you knuck I buck a Hummer truck to run you over, shut you up
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Nigga what the
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Nigga, what the
She say she want a Clyde, she Bonnie
She want a nigga to roll with her when things get funny
Top of the food chain
She ain't dealin with no damn lames
Niggas nowadays don't want money, they want fame
She want somebody that could build her an empire
She want a man in her life, not a damn child
She want someone to help her win, prolly take her higher
Well, if you be the wood, baby I can spark the fire
I'm just a 90's baby, old school, kinda retro
I get you movin' like a train ride, call me Metro
I'm just a up-class nigga with a hint of ghetto
Who got a ring to the ear like it's heavy metal
I said, come and roll with me, we can let your stress go
I'm guaranteed to wear the pants if you wear stilettos
She said, nah, nigga, nah, nah, I know you playin
You don't wanna see me win, you wanna see me naked
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Ah shit
I mean what they used to say man
Ain't no skin off my bones, you feel me
We gon' keep this shit rollin you feel me
Aye
Ayee
Ayeee
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Aye
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English
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Aww shit
Drop some lines, they like, ooh, he spits
Say it loud if you hatin', dawg, I don't read lips
On the road to the money, yeah, I take these trips
Cops can't even pull me over cause I'm too legit, aye
Drop some lines, they like, ooh, he spits
Say it loud if you hatin', dawg, I don't read lips
On the road to the money, yeah, I take these trips
Cops can't even pull me over cause I'm too legit
On the road, not sure where I'm goin'
Where I go, it's like volcanoes explodin
They ask how I do it, I say I was chosen
I run the game, so they say I'm controllin
Okay, you know that I write what the pen say
Cause rap's like an essay
They know that I kick it like Sensei
You know I don't care what the trends say
Give me two bad bitches and I hop in the middle like Wednesday
Niggas used to hate, that's typical
Niggas still hatin' on me now, that's pitiful
Maybe I should keep the punchlines to a minimal
Cause certain shit I say'll make your head flip
Reciprocal
Some say I should change my vocabulary
Never know where I go when my actions vary
Cause all I say is, bitch, hoe, nigga, what the f*ck
You can try if you want, but you drunk as f*ck
You can take a nigga out the hood, out the rough
But you can't take the ghetto nigga out of us
I'm really chill as f*ck, but if you knuck I buck a Hummer truck to run you over, shut you up
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Nigga what the
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Nigga, what the
She say she want a Clyde, she Bonnie
She want a nigga to roll with her when things get funny
Top of the food chain
She ain't dealin with no damn lames
Niggas nowadays don't want money, they want fame
She want somebody that could build her an empire
She want a man in her life, not a damn child
She want someone to help her win, prolly take her higher
Well, if you be the wood, baby I can spark the fire
I'm just a 90's baby, old school, kinda retro
I get you movin' like a train ride, call me Metro
I'm just a up-class nigga with a hint of ghetto
Who got a ring to the ear like it's heavy metal
I said, come and roll with me, we can let your stress go
I'm guaranteed to wear the pants if you wear stilettos
She said, nah, nigga, nah, nah, I know you playin
You don't wanna see me win, you wanna see me naked
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Ah shit
I mean what they used to say man
Ain't no skin off my bones, you feel me
We gon' keep this shit rollin you feel me
Aye
Ayee
Ayeee
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Aye
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Aww shit
Drop some lines, they like, ooh, he spits
Say it loud if you hatin', dawg, I don't read lips
On the road to the money, yeah, I take these trips
Cops can't even pull me over cause I'm too legit, aye
Drop some lines, they like, ooh, he spits
Say it loud if you hatin', dawg, I don't read lips
On the road to the money, yeah, I take these trips
Cops can't even pull me over cause I'm too legit
On the road, not sure where I'm goin'
Where I go, it's like volcanoes explodin
They ask how I do it, I say I was chosen
I run the game, so they say I'm controllin
Okay, you know that I write what the pen say
Cause rap's like an essay
They know that I kick it like Sensei
You know I don't care what the trends say
Give me two bad bitches and I hop in the middle like Wednesday
Niggas used to hate, that's typical
Niggas still hatin' on me now, that's pitiful
Maybe I should keep the punchlines to a minimal
Cause certain shit I say'll make your head flip
Reciprocal
Some say I should change my vocabulary
Never know where I go when my actions vary
Cause all I say is, bitch, hoe, nigga, what the f*ck
You can try if you want, but you drunk as f*ck
You can take a nigga out the hood, out the rough
But you can't take the ghetto nigga out of us
I'm really chill as f*ck, but if you knuck I buck a Hummer truck to run you over, shut you up
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Nigga what the
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Nigga, what the
She say she want a Clyde, she Bonnie
She want a nigga to roll with her when things get funny
Top of the food chain
She ain't dealin with no damn lames
Niggas nowadays don't want money, they want fame
She want somebody that could build her an empire
She want a man in her life, not a damn child
She want someone to help her win, prolly take her higher
Well, if you be the wood, baby I can spark the fire
I'm just a 90's baby, old school, kinda retro
I get you movin' like a train ride, call me Metro
I'm just a up-class nigga with a hint of ghetto
Who got a ring to the ear like it's heavy metal
I said, come and roll with me, we can let your stress go
I'm guaranteed to wear the pants if you wear stilettos
She said, nah, nigga, nah, nah, I know you playin
You don't wanna see me win, you wanna see me naked
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Ah shit
I mean what they used to say man
Ain't no skin off my bones, you feel me
We gon' keep this shit rollin you feel me
Aye
Ayee
Ayeee
Bitch
Hoe
Nigga what the f*ck
Aye
Writer: Trayvontaye Shaw
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid