I just called a bum bitch to tell her that she still ain't shit
I been getting it out the mud that's why these bitches on my dick
All these blues up in my pocket know a nigga steady crippin'
Told that hoe to tie her shoes
Why that bitch she always trippin'
Why that hoe she always out her top like my bitch she won't pop her
I been thuggin' since a early age so blame that on my papa
I be feeling like I'm Jimmy Hendrix, know that I'm a rocker
Got a bad bitch in the back she getting loose off Taaka Vodka
If I put her in that water then you know that she on go
I'm gone fuck om her one time then ima pass her to the bro
And my daddy always told me that you can't love a hoe
Bitch you can't get shit you can't get nothing
Bitch get out my face if you ain't fucking
I got hoes that bring the bag they bring the money
Why these niggas they be pussy they be running
You ain't on no cash shit
Don't hit my line if you ain't talking bout no bag bitch
All I know is wreck that's why a nigga on that crash shit
Bitch I'm a P you know I stay up on that mack shit
I just called a bum bitch to tell her that she still ain't shit
I been getting it out the mud that's why these bitches on my dick
All these blues up in my pocket know a nigga steady crippin'
Told that hoe to tie her shoes
Why that bitch she always trippin'
Why that hoe she always out her top like my bitch she won't pop her
I been thuggin' since a early age so blame that on my papa
I be feeling like im Jimmy Hendrix, know that im a rocker
Got a bad bitch in the back she getting loose off Taaka Vodka
He asked me what's the move today?
Just take me to yo trap
I'm trying to watch you count your shit up
While I sit up on yo lap
You try to run up in this bitch
Then best believe you gone get clapped
And ain't no ducking from this bitch
You know them switches on them straps
When he on them 10s he say exactly how he feeling uh
He got what you need real hustler he a chemist
Wake up get a bag and I betcha he gone flip it
Yeah he do this shit for real
Check his fit out he the sickest
I just called a bum bitch to tell her that she still ain't shit
I been getting it out the mud that's why these bitches on my dick
All these blues up in my pocket know a nigga steady crippin'
Told that hoe to tie her shoes
Why that bitch she always trippin'
Why that hoe she always out her top like my bitch she won't pop her
I been thuggin' since a early age so blame that on my papa
I be feeling like im Jimmy Hendrix, know that im a rocker
Got a bad bitch in the back she getting loose off Taaka Vodka
When he on them 10s he say exactly how he feeling uh
He got what you need real hustler he a chemist
Wake up get a bag and I betcha he gone flip it
Yeah he do this shit for real
Check his fit out he the sickest