b*tch Ass lyrics

by

OhGeesy


Intro: Fenix x Ohgeesy

Gang (yeah), Gang, (yeah)
Gang, gang
Hella wave sh*t
Show you n*ggas how to rock it up, chop it up

(B.O. x Ditty Beats)

Chorus: Fenix

b*tch ass ! b*tch ass n*gga don't know me (Hey)
b*tch ass ! b*tch ass n*gga don’t know me (Hey)
b*tch ass ! b*tch ass n*gga don't know me (Hey)
Pour two fours, no Kobe (Damn)
b*tch ass n*gga don't know me (Hey)

b*tch ass ! b*tch ass n*gga don’t know me (Hey)
b*tch ass ! b*tch ass n*gga don't know me (Hey)
b*tch ass ! b*tch ass n*gga don't know me (Hey)
Pour two fours, no Kobe (Damn)
b*tch ass n*gga don't know me (Hey)

Verse 1: Ohgeesy

b*tch ass
b*tch ass n*gga don't know me
Sippin' lean, movin' slowly
Finessed a b*tch, she f*cked my homie
You not a hoe for the whole team
Sold that b*tch like a whole drink
Don't need the soda, Want the holy
You got a new b*tch, that’s my old thing
I bought a new clique, kept the old beat
Subie Vincie, yeah they old jeans
Ask who daddy, she say Ohgees
Poppin’ molly, b*tch I'm rollin’
Sellin' Oxy, b*tch I'm holdin'
Ain’t no snitchin', ain't no foldin'
n*gga's b*tches, they don't know me
n*gga's b*tches, they don't know me
Verse 2: Fenix Flexin

n*gga's b*tches, they don't know me
I been sippin' ‘Hardt, been sippin' slowly
Put a ring around it, I need codeine
Pray yo n*gga make it ‘cause I'm holding
Talking tough but n*ggas really posing
I been poppin' sh*t, no Ibuprofen
My Trap stay open, no closing
She walk up like damn where my clothes is?
You n*ggas be trippin, no b*tches
I count up these digits, smokin' without my Swishers
I don't be pretending, these n*ggas be fake
I need a Wraith and a crib out by a lake
My gun by my waist, I'll cook you up like a steak
My n*ggas gon' take yo ass out like a date
I'm tryna go f*ck yo lil b*tch in the face, n*gga
I cannot f*ck with these fake n*ggas

Verse 3: Ohgeesy
I cannot f*ck with no fake n*gga
If she f*ck me she got taste, n*gga
Got a fat ass and no waist, n*gga
I love the lean, love the taste, n*gga
She love the team, love to taste n*ggas
I wanna Kobe the case, n*gga
I went and bought me a bay, n*gga
Yo b*tch a hoe she give face, n*gga
Double G to the face, n*gga
Double G on my waist, n*gga
Double tree on my way, n*gga
All I do is serve bass, n*gga
Spike the Sprite, let it taste, n*gga
Beamin', scope ‘em out, K n*gga?
From a distance, Ima straight hit ya
From a distance, Ima straight hit ya
At Benihana's with my whole team
Extra rice, need the protein
Need the dope, I'm a dope fiend
Serving coke to the coke fiends
I'm cookin' up, I'm baggin' up grams
I'm leaning and I'm poppin' the xan
Only rock racks, no stance
b*tch you'll never ever touch a band
I'm getting the head like a chrome
Free all of my n*gga like Drome
Can't wait till my n*ggas is home
No leg shots, only dome
I just poured a six in the Jones
Free all of my n*gga like Drome
Can't wait till my n*ggas is home
No leg shots, only dome
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