Bitch what up? (Youngbboy)
Ay, 3-6, straight creep shit, what it is?
Ay, bitch you know what's up (say something)
(Ay f*ck off)
(Bitch you better have yo' gun)
Huh, bitch I'm flossin', yeah, ay
Y'all niggas talkin' but y'all reachin' than a motherf*cker, what up?
Shit I ain't worried lil' nigga, what it is?
Show me somethin'
Bitch, I pull up fresher than a motherf*cker at my best
Playin' on my top so I say that's a bet
If they get out of place, we gon' leave them in check
Cold hearted, I don't lean on that
Diamonds layin' on a vest on my chest
Bitch, I'm aggressive, suck me up, I break yo' f*ckin' neck
Bitch, I got on Prada head to toe
I got them choppers by the floor
I got that wrong by the low
I got one block already gone
I cannot stop, I want him gone
I pay that price to bust his dome
I'm all alone while I'm at home
I changed the numbers to my phone
Hol' on, top down, choppers on, uh-uh
Bitch, you must be dumb, we kill him dead
Nigga, bam-bam
Bitch, I'm rich as f*ck, accept myself
So I don't care now (bitch what up?)
Thou shall not kill so I guess I'm goin' to Hell now
Hol' on, bitch, I'm loaded
And I'm rollin' like a rollin' stone
That nigga got your feelings gone
A half a million in my home
A Rolex on my son arm
Convicted felon, bare arms
Speak on that, I'm goin' to jail
You know I do that time strong
Hol' on, what it is?
Shorty say I keep that shit too real
Every diamond froze
Bitch, you knowin' I don't never chill
If they say that, then f*ck it nigga
Tell 'em bitches what it is
You play, I bet I bust a nigga
You know I do this shit for real (baw, skrrt)
Stinky hoes
Bitch mad that I got my own (yessuh)
Want smoke, nigga, what you on? (Yessuh)
Nigga want smoke, I'ma get you gone (yessuh)
I ain't never put them choppers down
Been asked her if she gon' leave me 'lone
Purple weed got my mind gone
Bitch, I'm pullin' up with my top down
Let's bang, nigga
Top down, choppers on, uh-uh (ay bitch that's right)
Bitch, you must be dumb, we kill him dead
Nigga, bam-bam
Bitch, I'm rich as f*ck, accept myself, so I don't care now (what up?)
Dogs shall not kill so I guess I'm goin' to Hell now
Top down, choppers on, uh-uh
What it is? Nigga you been a bitch
I'm with the shit, you can suck my dick
Ol' pussy ass, broke ass nigga
What you want?
(?) White nah
Yeah that too
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Bitch what up? (Youngbboy)
Ay, 3-6, straight creep shit, what it is?
Ay, bitch you know what's up (say something)
(Ay f*ck off)
(Bitch you better have yo' gun)
Huh, bitch I'm flossin', yeah, ay
Y'all niggas talkin' but y'all reachin' than a motherf*cker, what up?
Shit I ain't worried lil' nigga, what it is?
Show me somethin'
Bitch, I pull up fresher than a motherf*cker at my best
Playin' on my top so I say that's a bet
If they get out of place, we gon' leave them in check
Cold hearted, I don't lean on that
Diamonds layin' on a vest on my chest
Bitch, I'm aggressive, suck me up, I break yo' f*ckin' neck
Bitch, I got on Prada head to toe
I got them choppers by the floor
I got that wrong by the low
I got one block already gone
I cannot stop, I want him gone
I pay that price to bust his dome
I'm all alone while I'm at home
I changed the numbers to my phone
Hol' on, top down, choppers on, uh-uh
Bitch, you must be dumb, we kill him dead
Nigga, bam-bam
Bitch, I'm rich as f*ck, accept myself
So I don't care now (bitch what up?)
Thou shall not kill so I guess I'm goin' to Hell now
Hol' on, bitch, I'm loaded
And I'm rollin' like a rollin' stone
That nigga got your feelings gone
A half a million in my home
A Rolex on my son arm
Convicted felon, bare arms
Speak on that, I'm goin' to jail
You know I do that time strong
Hol' on, what it is?
Shorty say I keep that shit too real
Every diamond froze
Bitch, you knowin' I don't never chill
If they say that, then f*ck it nigga
Tell 'em bitches what it is
You play, I bet I bust a nigga
You know I do this shit for real (baw, skrrt)
Stinky hoes
Bitch mad that I got my own (yessuh)
Want smoke, nigga, what you on? (Yessuh)
Nigga want smoke, I'ma get you gone (yessuh)
I ain't never put them choppers down
Been asked her if she gon' leave me 'lone
Purple weed got my mind gone
Bitch, I'm pullin' up with my top down
Let's bang, nigga
Top down, choppers on, uh-uh (ay bitch that's right)
Bitch, you must be dumb, we kill him dead
Nigga, bam-bam
Bitch, I'm rich as f*ck, accept myself, so I don't care now (what up?)
Dogs shall not kill so I guess I'm goin' to Hell now
Top down, choppers on, uh-uh
What it is? Nigga you been a bitch
I'm with the shit, you can suck my dick
Ol' pussy ass, broke ass nigga
What you want?
(?) White nah
Yeah that too
Ay, 3-6, straight creep shit, what it is?
Ay, bitch you know what's up (say something)
(Ay f*ck off)
(Bitch you better have yo' gun)
Huh, bitch I'm flossin', yeah, ay
Y'all niggas talkin' but y'all reachin' than a motherf*cker, what up?
Shit I ain't worried lil' nigga, what it is?
Show me somethin'
Bitch, I pull up fresher than a motherf*cker at my best
Playin' on my top so I say that's a bet
If they get out of place, we gon' leave them in check
Cold hearted, I don't lean on that
Diamonds layin' on a vest on my chest
Bitch, I'm aggressive, suck me up, I break yo' f*ckin' neck
Bitch, I got on Prada head to toe
I got them choppers by the floor
I got that wrong by the low
I got one block already gone
I cannot stop, I want him gone
I pay that price to bust his dome
I'm all alone while I'm at home
I changed the numbers to my phone
Hol' on, top down, choppers on, uh-uh
Bitch, you must be dumb, we kill him dead
Nigga, bam-bam
Bitch, I'm rich as f*ck, accept myself
So I don't care now (bitch what up?)
Thou shall not kill so I guess I'm goin' to Hell now
Hol' on, bitch, I'm loaded
And I'm rollin' like a rollin' stone
That nigga got your feelings gone
A half a million in my home
A Rolex on my son arm
Convicted felon, bare arms
Speak on that, I'm goin' to jail
You know I do that time strong
Hol' on, what it is?
Shorty say I keep that shit too real
Every diamond froze
Bitch, you knowin' I don't never chill
If they say that, then f*ck it nigga
Tell 'em bitches what it is
You play, I bet I bust a nigga
You know I do this shit for real (baw, skrrt)
Stinky hoes
Bitch mad that I got my own (yessuh)
Want smoke, nigga, what you on? (Yessuh)
Nigga want smoke, I'ma get you gone (yessuh)
I ain't never put them choppers down
Been asked her if she gon' leave me 'lone
Purple weed got my mind gone
Bitch, I'm pullin' up with my top down
Let's bang, nigga
Top down, choppers on, uh-uh (ay bitch that's right)
Bitch, you must be dumb, we kill him dead
Nigga, bam-bam
Bitch, I'm rich as f*ck, accept myself, so I don't care now (what up?)
Dogs shall not kill so I guess I'm goin' to Hell now
Top down, choppers on, uh-uh
What it is? Nigga you been a bitch
I'm with the shit, you can suck my dick
Ol' pussy ass, broke ass nigga
What you want?
(?) White nah
Yeah that too
Writer: Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden
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Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.