My baby mama trippin' and she on some bullshit I heard them niggas snitchin' and they on some bullshit Better mind your own business if you on some bullshit Cause you can turn up missing if you on some bullshit My baby mama trippin' and she on some bullshit I heard them niggas snitchin' and they on some bullshit In the club with my niggas, yeah we on some bullshit
It's hidden under my jacket and I ain't even playing All my homies makin' that racket and they ain't even banging My baby mama keep shopping, still be complaining Get your manicure out of my pocket cause you ain't get naked Got a new whip, new bitch, guess I'm on my new shit She ain't cool with it, what love got to do with it? And she thinking I don't love her no more Just cause I got a new ho
Y'all riding around them AK's, and won't shoot nothing Your whole squad they all bitch made, y'all niggas fronting Y'all swear to God that y'all hustle hard, where's ya money? We cash out, we don't front at all We treat 'em bad, send 'em home after we fuck 'em Y'all fall in love with them hoes and I don't even trust 'em 'Cuz I just wanna fuck 'em for one night Now you can have her faster, you can really treat her right
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