AMG SS - Lame Lyrics

Nigga mad cuz I f*cked his bitch
And It wasnt even his main bitch
It was his side bitch
How the hell you hating on another nigga talking all that shit
About a side bitch
Pussy
You a bitch, f*ck nigga
You a hoe, f*ck nigga
Motherf*cker I cant trust ya
Too many real niggas
Sparing f*ck boys
Talking all that shit
But won't walk that shit
Nigga run up
You get soft bitch
Pull out the stick
Tried to slide like Rick
Get hit real quick
Trying to duck and dodge
I ain't on that shit
I'm in your front yard
This ain't spades my nigga
But I'm pullin' ya card
Have ya momma on her knees nigga praying to God
Since you salty bout' that bitch
I might just f*ck your main bitch
Feet up on you couch
With my dick all in her mouth
Skeet on ya sheets
While I'm bussin' on her cheeks
Mask off
When that trick call for the treat
I give it to her
Ewww
Cuz I'm a nasty motherf*cker
And these hoes, I can't trust em
Your best friend was the one who gave me that bitch number
And I ain't even f*cking know
You trippin
You Need to check her
Don't check me
But you ain't heard
AMG SS
Gang gang
F*ck boy f*ck you thought