B.Y.D.K.

Bitch you don’t know

How many bitches it took to get to you

How many bitches it took to get through you

Mind fuckin me, is like fuckin Medusa

Why the Fck you think I moved out to Houston

Right about now, I wish I never knew you

My partna be strapped, he be riding with toolies

Fck all that love I’m in love with the mula

She want me to cuff it, I can’t even do it

Bitch you don’t know

How the hell could I expect you to know

You wasn’t there, I was sleeping on floors

Tryna get over you fckn on hoes

Wooo

 look at my heart you can tell that is froze

You can tell by the way that I’m rapping these flows

I’m not the same ****, I was before

Bitch bitch you don’t know