I Don't Need No Bitch (feat. Devin the Dude and Kobe Honeycutt)

My mama told me never ever trust one, bust one and break 'em

Be about your paper, ****, take it

Every day's a hustle, got these haters at my neck

Suckers tryna get a check

The boss dogg does it, hoes wanna call it what it wasn't

Tryna kiss a **** all in public, bitch, is you crazy?

I preach pimping not pussy, shit I heard it all before

I ain't no motherfucking rookie

I'm a Long Beach over 20 player 'bout his Gs

I ain't tripping off these walls, you know these rats is after cheese

Messing with my focus , the locust on his grind

They be focused on this dick and keep your focus off my time

Stay in the lane that I made for you to chill

Until then it's been real, I gotta handle business

And you are nowhere in it

See tripping gets you nowhere 'cause, bitch, I'm on that

I don't need no bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch all on me

Tripping and calling my phone, always lying

I don't need no bitch, bitch constantly checking on me

Bitch, don't even try it, I'm out here grinding, that's why

I don't need no bitch, bitch

We used to rock to the rhythm that didn't stop

Now you telling me I need to be getting out and go find me a bitch

'Cause it's over and through

But why do I need a bitch when I got you?

I don't mean it like it sounds but we used to be a team

Yo, we used to have a dream, yo, we used to put your things together

Now it's dividing, hiding, bottled up negative feelings inside

These bitches, they come a dime a dozen

Fuck one that once sucked my dick and find another

I don't need 'em, don't buy 'em nothing to drink, I don't feed 'em

Never mind them

I stay in front, I used to chase behind them

No, I don't wine and dine them

I don't need no bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch all on me

Tripping and calling my phone, always lying

I don't need no bitch, bitch constantly checking on me

Bitch, don't even try it, I'm out here grinding, that's why

I don't need no bitch, bitch

Hell no, I don't need one

And all that talking ad fussing, bitch, you can miss you

I put these size twelves down on a ten-speed

Before I left a bitch get the best of me

The recipe for danger, phone checking, the recipe for anger

I'm from a gang but I don't wanna bang ya

And I can tell how you tell all your friend about my Benz and my ears, bitch

Really I'm the perfect stranger which turned you to the perfect stalker

Body like Miss Parker, maybe get little darker

But I'ma have to pass on that ass, you was too much in the first place

Never understood when it was work day

And then she all up on your boy in the worst way

You need to detox, bitch, see Dr. Dre

'Cause crazy ain't gon' get it and tripping get you nowhere

'Cause, bitch, I'm on that bitch, I'm on that

I don't need no bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch all on me

Tripping and calling my phone, always lying

I don't need no bitch, bitch constantly checking on me

Bitch, don't even try it, I'm out here grinding, that's why

That's why I don't need no bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch

You need to quit talking crazy

I don't need no bitch

You need to quit talking crazy