Lyrics
Offing a bitch
Offing a ****
Wish ya bitch would snitch
So I could pull the trigger
Baby I'm a kid, but makin six figures
These bitches they be lame, I'm upping my own lane
I made my own me, I got my own rank
I been inside the house, I been sippin' on drank
Them bitches want my clout, I'm just smokin' on stank
I don't know how to talk to these hoes
Imma fuck and then I'll block, see my bro
She be suckin' on my cock, so it's a no, so it's a no
I'm like "No, you can't get my PIN
No, I can't be yo friend
No, we can't make amends
No, I can't take 'em in
No, you just copy trends
No, I just overspend
No, how many fuckin' hoes?
I got over ten! (Yo)
We some K-I-D-S, who in one fuckin' big mess
I am so blessed, it don't matter where I go, I'm gon' flex
I just want that head, but she wanna have sex
I been poppin' meds, but I'm still stressed
She been in my bed, but I don't even text
I said, "She been in my head" uh, she tell me I'm the best
Offing a bitch
Offing a ****
Wish ya bitch would snitch
So I could pull the trigger
Baby I'm a kid, but makin six figures
I pop off the lid, and sip 'cause I miss ya
Written by: Messiah Cathey