AV - Gangstress Lyrics

I'm with that shit you talkin bout
Show me what you talking bout
We a have it out
Bullets make you walk it out
Pockets in a drought
She cant f*ck with me
That bitch whack as f*ck, she ain't touching me
If I'm not moving, then I'm in the streets
Needa nigga with the shits
Needa nigga gone empty a clip
Needa nigga with sticks
Needa nigga with bricks
Needa nigga not gone lip
Clear the scene n dip
Standard clip on his hip
Down on his dick
He gone set up a lick
Hardcore to the bone
No keyboard thuggin on the phone
I'm too hard for a soft nigga
No nigga wont pull the trigga
Just cause you sag
With a bag
Don't mean you with that nut shit
Nigga with a clit
Ima get you hit
Them charges don't mean nothing
Materialistic just stunting
Riding rims but getting ran down
Your homies laugh at you like a clown
Slugs in your mouth, lying through your teeth
Pillow talking play for geek
Ion like a flashy nigga, that's whack
Get your shit snatched, wont get it back
Ima Gangstress so I need a real thug
With all the drugs
Rich nigga kind
But I don't need a dime
Rather have a nigga from the slums
That's running it up, not worried bout fun
You hang with them pussies, y'all must be the clit
I'm down to ride ima load up his clips
Not chasing bitches, want them Benji's
Bully bitch, anything I want he gone give me
Pretty boy yeah you cute, but you too soft
Cotton in that field like a cloth
My nigga gotta be reckless
You aint hard just cause you got a neckless
Needa nigga with the shits
Needa nigga gone empty a clip
Needa nigga with sticks
Needa nigga with bricks
Needa nigga not gone lip
Clear the scene n dip
Standard clip on his hip
Down on his dick
He gone set up a lick
Don't need a dick on the Glock
Ima bullseye if I cock
Needa nigga who gone clutch up
And not luck up
Not clutch up and be stuck
Real nigga not gone speak on shit they done
Burner on em they wont run
Don't gotta tote a gun
Niggas already know what's its hitting for
Junkies call when they need more
Ion trip bout serving bitches they getting taxed
Ima light the candle melt bout of yall wax
If I find out anything other than a play was made
No fronts for these hoes they gotta pay
No drug dealer I want a drug lord
Where it come from Don't understand a word
Got the city on connecting niggas
Real OGs
Real Street
Real Killas
So gee tell no lies, Keep it hot
Don't ask what's poppin n not gone pop
F*ck a animal I need a different breed
Don't want no Loc you know it big Bs
Take me where you from
When shit hit the fan, Get the job done
Staying with your momma, driving your homie shit
Ion flex with nobodies shit, lil bitch
Cant bring no pussy to meet ma dukes
Dukes a thug too so she know when its fu
Needa nigga with the shits
Needa nigga gone empty a clip
Needa nigga with sticks
Needa nigga with bricks
Needa nigga not gone lip
Clear the scene n dip
Standard clip on his hip
Down on his dick
He gone set up a lick