Ole mad ass hoes
Y'all ain't doing shit
Talking all that shit like you finna do sum
Bitch what's up
Broke ass bitch
Bitch
Hoes b thinking I'm pussy cause
I don't be with all that rah rah shit
Come try me and find out ha
Aye
How the fuck is you mad
Cause you ain't go and get a bag
Done gave you the recipe
Couldn't even put it in the pan
I don't fuck with these bitches
10 toes the way I stand
Mane these hoes ain't got no manners
Need to pop em on they hand
You can't pull up where I stay
I ain't shooting where you lay
But if I ever catch you lacking bitch that gone be the day
Smoke a wood on yo bitch ass
I'm bool on yo snitch ass
I'm cool on ya tic tac
Throw hands or lets click clack
Bitch you mad cause I don't wanna go back and forth
How you mad
You ain't know me when I jumped up off the porch
No you didn't
My daddy gangsta mama OG passed the torch
RIP
Talking horse shit and I skirt off in a Porsche
Skirt skirt skirt
Doing all that rah rah ain't popping shit
Aint popping shit
Too much to lose to a broke ass bitch
Bum ass hoe
You was jealous and I peeped that shit
I peep game
Put ya shit out and said
Fuck you bitch
Going back and forth is a broke bitch sport
Tossing hoes to the curb like a fucking Newport
Tried to put you on some game
Didn't even show up on the court
Mane I hit em with the deuces walking out them double doors
You ain't really mad at me
You just mad at yourself
Either way it go ho
Keep that shit to yourself
If I said that shit
Then I meant that shit
If you gotta problem with it
Come see me bitch
You mad cause I don't wanna go back and forth
You ain't know me when I jumped up off the porch
Talking horse shit and I skirt off in the Porsche
Skirt