Petty (feat. Kamaiyah)

Petty, Petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, Petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Frivolous I'm handling my scrill and my fetti, privileges Only smoke gas not no reggie (power) Broccoli, organic veggies (sour) Send him to hell not to heaven Go through the Tell I need four fifty seven Somebody call the ambulambs and the reverend Teach a fuck nigga a valuable lesson Scorpio thats my astrology (Forty!) My Rover a autobiography (Dori!) Oyster perpetual presi (Ching!) The essences all up in my bezi (Bling!) Plug rock bitch, gold digging hoe All up in the fortune with your best friends clothes Always starting something you a messy ass hoe Lil groupie ass bitch on the stage at the shows As far as these niggas they petty too (irrelevant) They hate on real niggas like me and you (relevant) They jealous conniving and sneaky (shiesty) Don't wanna be them wanna be me (icey) See me on TV all over the net They heart full of envy butthurt and upset They pockets is pennies my pockets a check You say you my enemy I'm at your neck Petty, Petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, Petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Awww shit I guess I'm the one that they hate now You bitches is played out I made it ain't got shit to say now You bitches is spaced out I made my own way out the Bay now So my crib is way out You bitches still riding the greyhound I pull up in race now I got big money, all facts Petty bitches can fall back Got a Benz yeah I bought that And I been the shit yeah I'm all that Loan money I got tall stacks I can stand on it I can land on it I got bands homie, rubber bands on it Yeah I got head cause I planned on it I'm the realest chick to ever do this shit From the West Coast now I run this shit I'm the same one that y'all keep on talking bout But ain't fuckin wit Trick on me but that talk is cheap Cause y'all sneak dissing on some sucka shit Kamaiyah be my name hoe When you speak on me say my government Don't be petty bitch Petty, Petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, Petty Most of these bitches is petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty Petty, petty, petty, petty, petty