Lyrics

Yeah I'm rockin' this Vet with a stick lil' bitch, but I'm not a veteran I think it's 'bout time that I switch my swag, but they not ready yet I got a bitch, and she's dressed in all black and she straight from hell Yeah, and I'm smoking on too much dope lil' bitch, I don't need no scale Riding 'round town with X-Man bitch Call some hoes to the fuckin' hotel (X-Man) Yeah, it's top floor boss lil' bitch And I'm havin' this shit, oh yeah (X-Man) These niggas they go out sad and that shit trash Shit, oh, well (X), (X-Man) If a nigga end up down bad, and I got bags it's goin' for sale And my bitch cant go out sad 'cause she too bad for that, oh, yeah And these niggas don't get no cash I don't feel bad for them, oh well Hit this hoe and she keep comin' back She like my swag, she think I'm playa Yeah, she think I'm a boss She know I'm the number one playa Yeah, she know I'm a vamp Tell the bitch to come to my layer Yeah, it's Opium lil' bitch I'm stamped Got this shit tatted next to my ear I ain't drop no music in a year I'm still shitin' on your whole career My bitch she came from Brazil My fit is worth 'bout a mil' My watch came in in seal She top me 'til I can't feel shit I know that you broke but you feel rich You can't even buy your own meal, bitch I'm dressed in all black every day These niggas they be in the way I'm rockin' all black bitch, I'm draped Yeah, Margiela got Rick, Givenchy My bitch she rockin' same thing as me I just stay on my grind on these skates Got these hoes on a line, tell 'em fall back Sorry bae but I don't got no time today I'ma pull up at night and fuck on that bitch She know that I'm piped she know that I'm lit And you ain't her type 'cause you ain't on shit Yeah And I'm kickin' my shit with a real bad bitch I told her no now she throwin' a fit We in the spot and it's real deal lit I call up my slime, he come with a stick I'm dropping a dime these boys ain't on shit It get real deal fly this time it ain't shit And we smoking a whole damn pound, not a nic' Yeah I'ma stand on mine, I ain't going for shit Yeah And I'm ten toes down lil' bitch, that's it Yeah I'ma put a boy down for playing with this Yeah And I'm rockin' this shit lil' bitch I'm it Yeah Got a real freak bitch tryna suck my dick I put that hoe in Balenci' Dude stole that one time and I switched my fit I'm rockin' Miyake Issey I mean it's Issey Miyake you know what I meant I walk in that bitch just like pick me All of these hoes wanna fuck on the X-Man I put that lil bitch straight to sleep But she off the X hell nah this ain't no Xan I dm'd my opp "Yo let's link" But he don't want smoke nah he just a fan Fuck that shit I'm creepin' up the street Shoot a nigga in his feet, hit whatever you can And if you can't shoot him, fuck it, shoot his mans Bitch, I stay booted off X fuck a Xan, yeah I'm rocking this Vet with a stick lil' bitch, but I'm not a veteran I think it's 'bout time that I switch my swag, but they not ready yet I got a bitch, and she's dressed in all black and she straight from hell Yeah, and I'm smoking on too much dope lil' bitch I don't need no scale Riding 'round town with X-Man bitch Call some hoes to the fuckin' hotel (X-Man) Yeah, it's top floor boss lil' bitch And I'm havin' this shit oh, yeah (X-Man) These niggas they go out sad and that shit trash Shit, oh, well (X) (X-Man)
Writer(s): Kenneth Pannu, Kenyatta Frazier Jr., Bobby Sandimanie Iii, Jalan Anthony Lowe, Erick Cordova Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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