This is for the niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
This for them niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em
But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
Show me your colors
Is you real, is you fake, is it love or is hate
That's why I can't trust you They do a lil' petty shit right in yo face
F*ck it my nigga, we even
Bitch, I go dummy
I really see demons
Know imma get my lick back
Ain't no squashin shit bitch, stop breathin
Watch your mouth, uh Nigga, check your tone, uh
Been outside your house Tryna renovate your home, uh
F*ck that nigga, let's keep it on wax
I know if I shoot you, ain't shit comin' back
I'll get on your ass with these bars
Know it's facts
That shit you be talkin', we know it's be cap
Claim he got shooters, but bitch where they at
You hidin' in shhhhh my nigga
Don't make me pop out on the highway my nigga
And blow at that motherf*ckin' Honda, my nigga
Got respect for your cousin, so boy, I ain't touch ya
But try me again, imma three piece church ya
That boy real nerdy, but I still pop Urkel
Stephen, Steven, bag em, shirt em
This is for the niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
This for them niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em
But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
Do it then, do it
Dripathen, stupid
Booty meat, movin'
F*ck it lil' bro let get to it
Geeked of a bean, man i don't know what I'm doin' She look me in the face while she suckin' and droolin
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Yeah
Primetime bitch,
I go in like I'm Dion
How is you family and you ain't put me on
Boy get your dog, put a muthaf*ckin' leash on
This bitch is my property,
I might just be P on her
Ballin' hard, Major Leagues
Surf up king, Narley Gee
Wavey One, Acid Freeze
Dippin' hard, Pardon me
For Dem Video (MV)
Performed By: TropHeavy
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Jarron Swain, Gregory Staton, Levius Whitfield
TropHeavy - For Dem Lyrics
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English
This is for the niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
This for them niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em
But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
Show me your colors
Is you real, is you fake, is it love or is hate
That's why I can't trust you They do a lil' petty shit right in yo face
F*ck it my nigga, we even
Bitch, I go dummy
I really see demons
Know imma get my lick back
Ain't no squashin shit bitch, stop breathin
Watch your mouth, uh Nigga, check your tone, uh
Been outside your house Tryna renovate your home, uh
F*ck that nigga, let's keep it on wax
I know if I shoot you, ain't shit comin' back
I'll get on your ass with these bars
Know it's facts
That shit you be talkin', we know it's be cap
Claim he got shooters, but bitch where they at
You hidin' in shhhhh my nigga
Don't make me pop out on the highway my nigga
And blow at that motherf*ckin' Honda, my nigga
Got respect for your cousin, so boy, I ain't touch ya
But try me again, imma three piece church ya
That boy real nerdy, but I still pop Urkel
Stephen, Steven, bag em, shirt em
This is for the niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
This for them niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em
But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
Do it then, do it
Dripathen, stupid
Booty meat, movin'
F*ck it lil' bro let get to it
Geeked of a bean, man i don't know what I'm doin' She look me in the face while she suckin' and droolin
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Yeah
Primetime bitch,
I go in like I'm Dion
How is you family and you ain't put me on
Boy get your dog, put a muthaf*ckin' leash on
This bitch is my property,
I might just be P on her
Ballin' hard, Major Leagues
Surf up king, Narley Gee
Wavey One, Acid Freeze
Dippin' hard, Pardon me
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
This for them niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em
But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
Show me your colors
Is you real, is you fake, is it love or is hate
That's why I can't trust you They do a lil' petty shit right in yo face
F*ck it my nigga, we even
Bitch, I go dummy
I really see demons
Know imma get my lick back
Ain't no squashin shit bitch, stop breathin
Watch your mouth, uh Nigga, check your tone, uh
Been outside your house Tryna renovate your home, uh
F*ck that nigga, let's keep it on wax
I know if I shoot you, ain't shit comin' back
I'll get on your ass with these bars
Know it's facts
That shit you be talkin', we know it's be cap
Claim he got shooters, but bitch where they at
You hidin' in shhhhh my nigga
Don't make me pop out on the highway my nigga
And blow at that motherf*ckin' Honda, my nigga
Got respect for your cousin, so boy, I ain't touch ya
But try me again, imma three piece church ya
That boy real nerdy, but I still pop Urkel
Stephen, Steven, bag em, shirt em
This is for the niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
This for them niggas who think that we beefin'
But really we ain't, we just can't get along
Cause niggas is hoes and niggas is broads
And niggas don't be on the shit that we on
This for them bitches who think that I hate em
But really I don't, I just left em alone
Cause bitches is trifling and they be lyin'
So I just deleted her right out the phone
Do it then, do it
Dripathen, stupid
Booty meat, movin'
F*ck it lil' bro let get to it
Geeked of a bean, man i don't know what I'm doin' She look me in the face while she suckin' and droolin
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it, do it
Yeah
Primetime bitch,
I go in like I'm Dion
How is you family and you ain't put me on
Boy get your dog, put a muthaf*ckin' leash on
This bitch is my property,
I might just be P on her
Ballin' hard, Major Leagues
Surf up king, Narley Gee
Wavey One, Acid Freeze
Dippin' hard, Pardon me
Writer: Jarron Swain, Gregory Staton, Levius Whitfield
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid