This bitch she tell me she need money, Fuck that gotta do with me?"You keep that pistol on you way too much" Like bitch, I ain't tryna bleed"Why you even need that thing, you ain't finna shoot it" Bitch, I'm from the three
And now she tell me I won't make it, hold up, bitch, just wait and see
I can't listen to this hoe I need to go call up my brother
He ain't my blood, but I love him like he came out of my mother
Last time there was a problem hit his phone, he came out with the cutters
Interrogation room, I didn't do shit but fuckin' stutter
