Bitch
F*ck the bitch to death, nut all on her headstone
(Damn Machu why'd you have to do 'em like that)
They left me to die, I f*cked around died for real
Fell asleep hearing shit,something ain't right in here
I let the voices freestyle, I don't be writing for real
Glizzy knock the f*ckin' pain out, I'm done fighting tears
Should've dropped Smilla, Mookie told me let that nigga stand
On the web going crazy, bitch you spiderman
Every time you see me, heat close, I ain't no fireman
Yo' people riding til' the wheels.. make the tire bend
Hate new niggas, told Gilla not to let you in
Bitch I shoot better than Gila, you gon' die on film
I'm everything you'll never be, bitch die a fan
Anyway, still ain't overdose, i'm finna try again
Rap niggas in the booth writing lies again
I ride with blick if they flick, I ain't fighting pigs
Stray punch a baby in the face, I ain't fighting kids
Throwing pills back, back to back, with this hype bitch
Should swipe one of yo' hoes and take a hype bitch
Walking like the big dog, seen I was Mike Vick
Came with that little ass gun, why would you buy this?
He want smoke, I match like Fenny Kay and his white bitch
Steady f*ckin' hoes that sell pussy but don't buy it
She look cute doing coke, I might try it
We been f*ckin' raw but she ain't never gon' be my bitch
Road trip 11 hours and she driving, damn
They left me to die, I f*cked around died for real
Fell asleep hearing shit,something ain't right in here
I let the voices freestyle, I don't be writing for real
Glizzy knock the f*ckin' pain out, I'm done fighting tears, bitch!
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Bitch
F*ck the bitch to death, nut all on her headstone
(Damn Machu why'd you have to do 'em like that)
They left me to die, I f*cked around died for real
Fell asleep hearing shit,something ain't right in here
I let the voices freestyle, I don't be writing for real
Glizzy knock the f*ckin' pain out, I'm done fighting tears
Should've dropped Smilla, Mookie told me let that nigga stand
On the web going crazy, bitch you spiderman
Every time you see me, heat close, I ain't no fireman
Yo' people riding til' the wheels.. make the tire bend
Hate new niggas, told Gilla not to let you in
Bitch I shoot better than Gila, you gon' die on film
I'm everything you'll never be, bitch die a fan
Anyway, still ain't overdose, i'm finna try again
Rap niggas in the booth writing lies again
I ride with blick if they flick, I ain't fighting pigs
Stray punch a baby in the face, I ain't fighting kids
Throwing pills back, back to back, with this hype bitch
Should swipe one of yo' hoes and take a hype bitch
Walking like the big dog, seen I was Mike Vick
Came with that little ass gun, why would you buy this?
He want smoke, I match like Fenny Kay and his white bitch
Steady f*ckin' hoes that sell pussy but don't buy it
She look cute doing coke, I might try it
We been f*ckin' raw but she ain't never gon' be my bitch
Road trip 11 hours and she driving, damn
They left me to die, I f*cked around died for real
Fell asleep hearing shit,something ain't right in here
I let the voices freestyle, I don't be writing for real
Glizzy knock the f*ckin' pain out, I'm done fighting tears, bitch!
F*ck the bitch to death, nut all on her headstone
(Damn Machu why'd you have to do 'em like that)
They left me to die, I f*cked around died for real
Fell asleep hearing shit,something ain't right in here
I let the voices freestyle, I don't be writing for real
Glizzy knock the f*ckin' pain out, I'm done fighting tears
Should've dropped Smilla, Mookie told me let that nigga stand
On the web going crazy, bitch you spiderman
Every time you see me, heat close, I ain't no fireman
Yo' people riding til' the wheels.. make the tire bend
Hate new niggas, told Gilla not to let you in
Bitch I shoot better than Gila, you gon' die on film
I'm everything you'll never be, bitch die a fan
Anyway, still ain't overdose, i'm finna try again
Rap niggas in the booth writing lies again
I ride with blick if they flick, I ain't fighting pigs
Stray punch a baby in the face, I ain't fighting kids
Throwing pills back, back to back, with this hype bitch
Should swipe one of yo' hoes and take a hype bitch
Walking like the big dog, seen I was Mike Vick
Came with that little ass gun, why would you buy this?
He want smoke, I match like Fenny Kay and his white bitch
Steady f*ckin' hoes that sell pussy but don't buy it
She look cute doing coke, I might try it
We been f*ckin' raw but she ain't never gon' be my bitch
Road trip 11 hours and she driving, damn
They left me to die, I f*cked around died for real
Fell asleep hearing shit,something ain't right in here
I let the voices freestyle, I don't be writing for real
Glizzy knock the f*ckin' pain out, I'm done fighting tears, bitch!
Writer: Reject da Illest, Machu
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Copyright: Lyrics © TRACK BANDITZ ENT.