Dari
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Datrael Dashaun Mccullough
Songwriter
Lirik
Yeah
Yeah
Bitch
Yeah
Uh, quit playin' with me, boy
'Fore I sic them dogs on your ass, get him, boy
Bitch, this a fully, not no fuckin' AR pistol, boy
****, you ain't kill that boy
Let me catch you, we gon' grill you, boy
My **** really be on that, I advise you to keep your cool
Whatever you think you gon' do, I advise you to play it smooth
Can't die, 'cause if I do, then that mean I lose
And I don't really like to lose
I don't sell dog food, but I could get you a hundred blues
A bitch can't get shit from me, I wouldn't buy her no Jimmy Choos
I really mean that shit, I wouldn't even buy that bitch no fuckin' Trues
When she with me, she eatin' dick, I don't buy her food
Bitch
Long as I'm alive, y'all **** through
They ain't know what was goin' on, they just seen me hangin' out the roof
Bitch-ass **** took off runnin', they ain't know what to do
I'ma just start shootin' whoever if I don't know what to do
Hit a bitch, next day, I seen her, asked her, "Who is you?"
Percs got me itchin' like I got a rash or somethin'
Bitch, you ain't bad, you ain't got no ass or nothin'
I ain't even gon' lie, a couple times, I did ask for somethin'
I ain't even gon' lie, a lot of times, I ain't ask for nothin', boy
Your broke ass need to get some money
It's so many ways you can stack a hundred
So how the fuck your broke ass can't make ten hundreds?
Pulled up and hopped out so fast, they ain't see it comin'
All they did was the same shit, took off runnin'
Yeah
Bitch-ass ****, man
Dog life
Written by: Datrael Dashaun Mccullough