Hood Bitch

These bitches toilet tissue soft I'm the hardest out the A And if you got pressure, bitch Drop your addy on the way And I ain't killin' shit, bitch 'Cause bitch know where I stay All these hoes don't like me Give two fucks 'bout what they say And you hoes be suckin' dick So don't put me in yo' rap How you talkin' all that shit But know you really cap? I'm gon' beat yo' ass to sleep And I'm gon' take you off the map And I heard she want my head Now here I go, now where you at? On my life, you looks a mess Why you chasin' for the clout? Let me call up on yo' nigga And rub my cat all on his mouth I'm gon' fuck him in yo' bed And take his money when I dip So don't speak on me again 'Cause on my life, you fuckin' tripped On my life, you fuckin' wack You can't knock me for no sack I see yo' bed sit on the floor I see that mattress in the back Told that lil' bitch I'm the GOAT And that hoe thought I was cap Heard that bitch she from the O And, bitch, I'm all over the map Anybody wanna fight? On my life, I want the smoke Bitch, I put that on yo' kids And yo' baby daddy throat And you know he ate my cat And he ate it from the back Then he took me to the mall I made that nigga spend a stack Tell that hoe, "Don't call my phone" 'Cause that bitch, she out of place Bitch, he let me drive your car He coming home, he on the way On my life, you niggas green And you know it's fuck the law All you niggas got that shit So I can't fuck you niggas raw Tell that bitch she better move 'Cause you know I'm with the shit Count money, turn me on You hoes can have that petty dick No, I had to write a song No, I had to drop a diss So you better leave me 'lone Before you end up in a ditch Make yo' folks say, "R.I.P." Heard you stay on D.I.P And a hoe can talk her shit But ain't no hoe gon' fuck with me These bitches toilet tissue soft I'm the hardest out the A And if you got pressure, bitch Drop your addy on the way Cap ass hoe You cap as fuck talkin' 'bout You got 50 racks on our head Cut that shit out, bitch You ain't talkin' 'bout shit, on God You just talkin' About how you went to ATL and Orlando Bitch, cut that shit out Pull up, hoe, pull up We all want the smoke Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch