Been Tippin

These bitches joking

Smoking on dick

And she choking

He piping you up cause he hoping

You make it before me

That **** ain't even my homie

He lying on me like he know me

****, you wish, say he a dog

He a bitch

Must be a hoe how he switch

**** who this

Fuck him, he icing my wrist

If he ain't then you know I'ma dip

I had lint in my pockets

Ain't have no change in my wallet

Get money, I change up the logic

Really, it's simple

Popping my shit like a pimple

No matter, I gotta stay solid

Gotta stay patient

I know these **** be hating

They mad cause the pussy be playing

Yeah, I keep him waiting

Cause if you ain't licking no kitty

No sticky, bae what is you saying

Huh

Bitches be capping

But we bout that action yeah

You gotta top that

Trying to do better, but riding with Honcho

Don't let a bitch talk back

Ayy they all out of shit they can say

Tryna get money, then send them my way

**** be broke as the fuck, askin' me to pull up

Tryna fuck, that's the shit that I hate, like, yeah

Weed in my backpack

Damn bitches was laughing at me

Now I give them hoes something to laugh at

Yeah

Fake like you clapping for me

Bitch I might hurt your feelings

And clap back lil' bitch

Pretty as fuck I like hanging with thugs

I ain't Nick, but I beez where the trap at, damn

Fucking this ****, he checking for ops then he stop

He like bae, where the strap at

Came up from nothing, I get what I'm wanting

I used to put forces in trash bags

but bitches can't walk in my shoes

Think she my twin, she can't do what I do

Bitch wanna be me and move how I move

I'm teaching these bitches, let's go back to school

Like damn

I pledge allegiance that I'ma get money

And fuck all that shit they be talking about, ayy

If a bitch fuck on your ****, then fuck on her daddy

Inside of her momma house, bitch

They all out of shit they can say

If it's bout money, then send it my way

**** be broke as the fuck, asking me to show love

In the club, that's the shit that I hate, like, what

Bitch where the cash at

**** sayin' you him

But I ain't buying no drinks for my girl

That's the shit that we laugh at, yeah

Fake like you clapping for me

And I might hurt your feelings

You want me to clap back, nah

Pretty as a fuck, I like hanging with thugs

I ain't Nick, but I beez where the trap at, bitch

Fuckin' this ****, he checking for ops then he stop

He like, bae, where the strap at

Came up from nothing, I get what I'm wanting

I used to put forces in trash bags, but

Bitches can't walk in my shoes

Think she my twin, she can't do what I do

Bitch wanna be me and move how I move

I'm teaching these bitches, let's go back to school

Ayy, weed in my backpack

Bitches was laughing at me

Now I get them hoes something to laugh at

Ayy, fake like you clapping for me, bitch

I might hurt your feelings, I fuck around, clap back

Pretty as a fuck, I like hanging with thugs

I ain't Nick, but I beez where the trap at