Man, you a bitch bro
You a bitch
(Say that again)
You a bitch, bro
You a bitch
(One more time)
Got blood like a snitch
Just how you handling' this
My fat ass, you can kiss
No use in throwing fits or fists
I don't use 'em
With my rings, you might bruise 'em
Got a shoot in two weeks
And that bag I'm not loosing
Okay
(No)
Eyebrows all ready
Cut crease hella deep
In the studi- no sleep
All my meatballs no beef
Without you we coasting
All this pussy floating
Six flags style motion
Cocoa butter lotion
For me that is the potion
To get they panties soakin'
And for you to keep on viewing
(Hey)
Let 'em know
Let 'em know
(Yeah)
You a hoe
You a hoe
(Yeah)
Let 'em know
Let 'em know
He a bitch, bro
He a bitch
He a bitch, bro
He a bitch
Got blood like a snitch
Just how you handling' this
My fat ass, you can kiss
No use in throwing' fits or fists
Iced out, to the Ritz
(Hey)
I'll call Lilo
You call Stitch
Mahalo, how's it happening' bitch?
(Hey)
All-American story
Better dropping' you now, than forty
Go to TMZ with the story
Out in public
Ignorin'
Guilty faces
Not foreign
No matter how the record show it
You a lame
Phony
Homie
Tryin' chase the glory
Man you tryin' too hard
Get another drink to me
Man you a bitch, bro
You a bitch
You a bitch, bro
You a bitch
Got blood like a snitch
Just how you handling' this
My fat ass, you can kiss
(Yeah)
Manipulatin'
With all the classes he say he takin'
Don't leave yourself forsaken
When you the woman that he datin'
Cause while he's statin' alternate facts about his day
Hella chicks on his line
But will you catch him
No way
(Labaria)
Cause four's a crowd
And three times he's doubled down
You come at him with a frown
But slick words he can pronounce
Ugh, don't that shit leave you exhausted
Comin' back
Day after day
He pointin' out all your flaws
And
Threatenin'
With infidelity his main tool
Just cause you ain't trynna f*ck
Exhausted from home, work, and school
(Damn)
But lemme show you
That this man he a fool
You got nothin' to prove
And I do
Hold some type of responsibility
While he waving' red flags
I chose to hide my opinions and
(Damn)
When you just needed advice'
Cause you should think twice
About this man you tryin' to build life
With, cause he don't live up to the hype shit
You a bitch, bro
You a bitch
You a bitch, bro
You a bitch
Got blood like a snitch
Just how you handling' this
(Now)
Now I'm in your speakers, bitch
Go throw a fit (Hey)
You a bitch, bro
You a bitch
You a bitch
My dude, you ain't shit
You a bitch, bro
You a bitch
Guess it just took me some time to admit it
(Aye)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(Aria L-l-l-l-labaria)
Let it run
Hit it
(Aye)
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I mean shit
This all I gotta say
And if this dude is f*cking listening
Yes I said what I said
Cause I know you f*cking cheating,
Then calling, crying into bed
Ugh
You f*cking piece of shit
Already spent too many bars on you
It's time to get f*cking lit