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skaiwater
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Brooks
Lyrics
skaiwater
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Lyrics
(Bitch!)
Oh yeah
Think I caught a crush
Bitch, I'm up— uh, bitch, I'm drunk in love (Yeah)
Bitch, I'm up off drugs, yeah, this Addy' ain't enough (Ain't enough)
Bitch, this Addy, ain't enough
Uh, **** watch outside, so I only rode black truck
Yeah, I had to drop my pride when my bitch was comin' up
Yeah, Prada bag fill it with 'za, walk in my mama house, it stunk (Uh)
Yeah, I had to retire the block, I was serving dope, now I serve cunt (Slatt)
(Bitch!)
Mama say I'm livin' wrong (I'm livin' wrong)
I can’t cash out, out my distro, I could serve you, I'm the dispo'
Cash App, I can hit yo' phone (Cash App, I can hit yo' phone)
I love serving Roxy, I got caught with oxy'
Got caught by my pop, sheesh
Thought I knew this all along (Back)
I had a picture in my mind (Could serve your pops, sheesh)
So please don't try and call my bluff (Bitch, could serve your pops, sheesh)
I don't think we can try to fight it (Could serve your pops, sheesh)
So why are we together? (Could serve your pops, sheesh)
And this shit pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
She sell pop, pop, pop, pop
Yeah, bitch, I'm pop, pop, pop, pop
Yeah (Trapaholics, bitch!)
This bitch popped, popped, popped
Uh, this bitch popped, uh, she need bread from me
Yeah, she a breadhead, she drop head for me (Oh yeah, what?)
I did a hex cleanse, I'm in a headstand
She never gave a fuck about a bed frame, she fuck me on the floor right now, yeah
I need a time out (Oh, yeah)
She wanna try somethin' freak, she pull her handcuffs out (Oh, yeah)
Yeah, my dawg call me Rubi Rose, I walk around with a big mouth
(Bitch!)
Mama say I'm livin' wrong (Mama said I'm livin')
I can’t cash out, out my distro, I could serve you, I'm the dispo'
Cash App, I can hit yo' phone (Cash App, I can hit yo' phone)
I love serving Roxy, I got caught with oxy'
Got caught by my pop, sheesh
Thought I knew this all along
I had a picture in my mind, mmm
So please don't try and call my bluff
I don't think we can try to fight it
So, why are we together? (Bitch!)
And this shit pop, pop, pop, pop, pop
She sell pop, pop, pop, pop
Yeah, bitch, I'm pop, pop, pop, pop
Yeah, ya bitch popped
Written by: Tyler Brooks, skaiwater