Texty

I been out the game so long I feel the pressure starting, building up A lot of bitches wrong when they told me I couldn't fill my cup A lot of bitches mad but I don't hear shit, they just talk and talk A lot of bitches sad I didn't chase they ass and suck 'em up These little boys so gangster then they meet me, damn near fuck 'em up Bitches got an issue look 'em in the eye bet that'll shut 'em up A lot be going on behind the scenes and y'all can't call it luck Your baby daddy giving me his soul, hope he don't fall in love Bitches claim they hate me, know where I'm at, bitch come and fuck me up The homegirl said he fraud, bitch say no more, let's go on set him up Every chance I get to shit on bitches, I'm gonna do it up All you men is bitches, your boyfriend mad I said he sus as fuck That boy so damn sassy he on Twitter tweeting throwing subs Bitch take out your money right at this moment, let's go dub for dub Bitches fuckin' bums ain't got no money, just got runts and blunts Bitches formed a group of straight losers, you big bitch dusty bums I do this music shit when I want, this rap shit just for fun And make more money than your household, that's just from one income I come around your man and he gonna fold like bitch are you dumb (straight like that) (Claps) Sound like our backshots Amaya Jane! Her man though? I mean, shit, why the fuck not? He hit me Fuck, I mean, fuck it then Right, fuck her and her bum ass Catch what shawty say, she damn near do it down for anyone Said if bitch got a problem, man or woman, she gonna give it to him And if I got a issue, I gone get you, aint no saving nothing Ain't holding back my tounge for none you bitches bet not show me something I gone fuck with niggas, fuck them up I mean I ain't a hussy Not like most you bitches, dick be trickin' tryna feel for something Fuck it, probably itchin, bitch ain't checked up on that dripping Guess that's what they callin pimping, I ain't stressin, shit don't bother none But bitches steady fucking with these vile dusty bums Bet my couple milly that your ma think that shit bothersome I am not the problem, swear to God, I put that on my tongue Bitches gonna be mad because they know that shit, I am not the one
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