Lyrics
(ok is the hardest, I swear to God)
Bitch—bitch, I'm walkin' with this TEC
Bitch, I'm posted in the A with my brothers, fuck a cheque
Bitch, I'm chillin' with my slime, that lil' ho just wanna fuck
Caught him lackin' in the street, word on bro, we fuck 'em up
I—I can't trust nobody, bitch, I can't trust a blunt
Every time I leave my crib, bitch, I'm walkin' with my gun
Told my slime to roll me hella blunts, one is not enough
That ho talking too damn much, told that ho, "I don't give no fuck" (Fucks)
Outside with your bitch, why she give it up?
Bitch—bitch—bitch, I just showed her the 'gram, now she wanna fuck
Bitch, I'm posted with my brother in the back and we smokin' hella blunts (Blunts, blunts)
Bitch, I'm from the trenches, I don't give no fuck (Fuck, fuck)
Bitch—bitch, I buss my wrist (Buss my wrist)
All this designer on me, bitch—bitch, I'm lookin' like a lick (Lick)
Word—word to my brother, on my mom, you ain't takin' shit
Bitch, I go outside, put some shit on, then I take some flicks
They like, "Huh, why you—why you talk like this?" (This)
Bitch, I'm up, give a f—give a fuck 'bout him
Bitch, I smoke (Smoke), I don't—I don't sip on Tris
Bitch—bitch, bitch, I'm walkin' with this TEC
Bitch, I'm posted in the A with my brothers, fuck a cheque
Bitch, I'm chillin' with my slime, that lil' ho just wanna fuck
Caught him lackin' in the street, word on bro, we fuck 'em up
I—I can't trust nobody, bitch, I can't trust a blunt
Every time I leave my crib, bitch, I'm walkin' with my gun
Told my slime to roll me hella blunts, one is not enough
That ho talking too damn much, told that ho, "I don't give no fuck" (Fucks)
Outside with your bitch, why she give it up?
Bitch—bitch—bitch, I just showed her the 'gram, now she wanna fuck
Written by: Cristofer Castillo
