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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
YG
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Aaron Tago
Aaron Tago
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Thomas Horton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
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Tntxd
Producer
Dee Brown
Dee Brown
Recording Engineer
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Michael "MikFly" Dottin
Mixing Engineer
Tago
Tago
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
[Verse 2]
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
[Verse 3]
I can smell a bitch **** a mile away
Type of **** so bitch he should put "Bitch made" on his license plate (Bitch)
From that real shit you bitch **** play hide and seek (Bitch ass ****)
Me and bitch **** we don't conversate
Bitch **** lovesaying "Real **** tryna hate" (Bitch ass ****)
But no ****, I'm a real ****, I had to back away
You got fear in your heart so you cooperate (Bitch)
I can't see how bitch **** operate
Oh, you's a bitch (Bitch)
Your mama know you a bitch? (Bitch)
Your girl even know you a bitch? (Bitch)
I don't even know how she suck your dick, pause
You got caught with some shit
With your best friend and your clique
Y'all got caught hittin' a lick
Everybody went down 'cause you snitched, ah
Whoever raised you ain't do a good job at that
Aye, whoever raised you need to get slapped
Karma is a bitch and she gon' get you, **** just like that
'Cause once a bitch **** always a bitch, facts
[Verse 4]
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
[Verse 5]
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
[Verse 6]
Bitch **** always contemplate
Always contemplate on what they tryin' to say
Bitch **** leave the house think he fly today
Bitch **** don't even know what 'bout come his way
Bitch ****, you should bleed for seven days
No testosterone, you scared to catch a fade
I got in a fight and you ain't fight
You ran off, so next time I see you, I'll knock you out on sight
Aye, I don't want no rap beef
'Cause I'm really gon' slide, check my rap sheet
Aye, so think twice before attacking me
I'm a pull a gun out, I ain't gon' run I ain't no athlete
You count the next man pockets, you fall
Pillow talkin' to that bitch she a ho you know she ours
I hate a bitch ****, I hate a bitch ****, I swear to God
I don't know what worse, bitch **** or alcohol
[Verse 7]
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
[Verse 8]
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Bitch ****, snitch ****, ho ****, bitch ****
Written by: Aaron Tago, Jonathan Kirk, Keenon Jackson, Thomas Horton, Timothy Reynard Horton
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