Shittin all on these bitches
pissin' on they ambitions
bitch I'm up in that kitchen
cookin up my next mission
realest bitch in the game
trick my city be who to blame bitch
D.C D.C GFT who I came with
see yo niggas be al po's
I got click full of wayne perrys
and yo niggas on down lows
my queens all legendary
these broads all on my dick
these niggaz all on my ass
these haters all on my heels
fuck'em im just out for my cash
see fuck niggas, fuck fuck bitches
have fuck children...so fuck'em all
you be suckin nigga for a buck type bitch
and ain for the birds so I duck'em off
(oh oh oh) this bitch is cold cold cold
see the pussy tight you wanna pussy pipe
that get him pussy hyped...you wanna pussy bite
you like it mushy right...you know the gushy type
gotta spoil me cause the pussy right
tell that bitch said know me
fuck around and call my O.G
my hoes see me on a coach-ees
these hoes be needing to proceeds
while I chop the top off the brinks truck
just to ride around sinka
whole block with dead pres-sees
survive on my minka
linked up all these deals
watch me link up on these meals
I just picked up on these grills
while Im kicked up on these bills
roof gone on the two toned coupe joint
get ya shoes on, breaded up no crouton
im like a whole brick of raw, bitches aint cut fo
cook they soft ass to crack and watch they guts blow
one strut tho make a Ross grind go UGH!
exotic lookin bitch but my city made me a thoroughbred
uh, erotic looking lips talkin this coke hyena
gottem feenin for some of this thorough weed
fuck I look like, only thing I chase my name on a royce's
this billion dollar race and a million dollar win in a white collar case
and my kinda face bill Benji
your taste look kinda dingy
made bitch ville, I resigns and don't tempt me (don't temp me, don't temp me, don't temp me)
Don't temp me! (don't temp me, don't temp me, don't temp me! )