Y'all, I, it was a bitch ran up on me with a motherf*ckin' Southside Fade (Merion Krazy)
These bitches walkin' around with Southside?
This ho ran up on me in Family Dolla', y'all
The bitch hit me in my lip so f*ckin' fast, I ain't even get to lick my shit
I ain't even get to feel if it was swellin' up or not
The bitch, ah, I'm like, okay, I'm on that too
So we can, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, you know I'm sayin'? We on that
Yeah, bitch, we on that, you know you don't want that
We lay bitches out, out, out in the streets
Yeah, ho, we like that, p*ssy ho, don't fight back
We will lay you down, down, down like a sheet
I ain't messy, but I heard from a friend of a friend
That you got your ass beat from here to Dead End
Yeah, ho, we like that, p*ssy ho, don't fight back
Stomp down, never been swe-e-et
Ay, okay, I'm throwed
I'm the one that got these bitches puttin' blush on they nose, and wearin' pink on they clothes
They know I'm throwin' the bows, French tip on the toes
And it's bald, Amber Rose, I'm that bitch and it shows
That I'm that, huh, that's a fact
None of these bitches wanna get down and scratch
I'ma mink-mink-mink me a bitch, no cap
On the internet talkin', bitch, talk to the chat
'Cause I'm not pickin' up what you puttin' down
Bitch, I heard the word around town
Them hoes said you wasn't on shit
Bitch, we laugh at you, you's a clown
Why hoes wanna pick with just me?
Maybe 'cause I'm gettin' money, and I'm pretty
Bitch, you got the wrong idea
p*ssy ho, just wait and you'll see
Yeah, bitch, we on that, you know you don't want that
We lay bitches out, out, out in the streets
Yeah, ho we like that, p*ssy ho, don't fight back
We will lay you down, down, down like a sheet
I ain't messy, but I heard from a friend of a friend
That you got your ass beat from here to Dead End
Yeah, ho, we like that, p*ssy ho, don't fight back
Stomp down, never been swe-e-et
Uh, ay, that tough-ass shit, I ain't buyin' it
If you want the smoke, I'm supplyin' it
I am that bitch, no denyin' it
That's why these bitches keep tryin' it, huh
I'm not a Family Guy, but I'll kill you and go write a book just like Brian did
Spread you thin, Mariah the Scientist, your bidness, ho, you shoulda minded it
(Hello) The f*ck did you think I was on?
The f*ck did you think that it meant when I told you that I'm in a field like a zone?
(C'mon) Ay, the f*ck did you think I was on?
Bitch, you might not make it home, I'm starvin' like Marvin, ho, let's get it on, ugh
Yeah, bitch, we on that, you know you don't want that
We lay bitches out, out, out in the streets
Yeah, ho, we like that, p*ssy ho, don't fight back
We will lay you down, down, down like a sheet
I ain't messy, but I heard from a friend of a friend
That you got your ass beat from here to Dead End
Yeah, ho, we like that, p*ssy ho, don't fight back
Stomp down, never been swe-e-et
