Lyrics

Squat made the beat Go Grizz Who? W-W-W-Winner's Circle We was coolin', smokin', minding our own business Why he hatin'? Why he mad? Why you lying, bitch? I don't care about nobody but my own clique And if you test, we gon' show him how to throw a fit Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a nigga too, shit I give no fuck about who the fuck you cooling with You gon' all fall, lil nigga, let's get started with it I ain't a friend, I'm the end, nigga, deal with it I'm in tip top shape, I wouldn't play with it I smoke a hundred new blunts when the day begin What we eatin' today? My nigga I feel Italian What's your name again?, baby, I wasn't listening Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a nigga too, shit I give no fuck about who the fuck she came with They all schemin' for a reason to be seen here I told her, "Bitch, uh, no thank you, I don't need you, dear" You see me riding solo but I don't need shit I light a blunt and forget about a hatin' bitch Why you mad, boy? You could've been on the same ship But you a lame with no lane to your name, bitch I'm a East Memphis nigga we ain't gon' chill with ya We don't spare 'em, we ain't gon' cut no damn deals with ya Fuck fame, nigga, I'ma keep it real with ya I made your main bitch turn her other cheek to ya Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a nigga too, shit Trunk banging, bitch thought I threw a zoo in it I pull up and act a ass, I bought a mule with it I've been a fool since the first day of school with it Uh uh, nuh uh, she went too easy, I'ma let you hit it I pull up with a bitch that you can never say you hit I'm a mack, not a player I can teach her shit Only if she got a brain will I deal with it Fuck a bitch, boy, and fuck a nigga too, shit How you lose all of the love from your home clique? Three faced fuck niggas always switching shit I'ma switch a new face and end the day, bitch Who? nigga (who?)
Writer(s): Julius Rivera, Kevin Price, Xavier Beard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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