b*tchES ON MY di*k (DTB) lyrics

[Intro]
(Ah, what, what, what)
I tell my b*tch to pour my drink
Then she drank that b*tch
(Yeah, yeah)
(Yuh, yuh, what, hey, huh)
Then she drank that b*tch

[Verse]
Pull out my .45 then watch these b*tches run around (Yeah)
They said I flopped but b*tch like what the f*ck you talkin’ ‘bout (b*tch)
Look at my bank account that sh*t be at the high amount (I know)
Look at my wrist you know that sh*t cost like a hundred thou’

[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah, hey)
Then she drank that b*tch
(I’m on my Codeine, yeah)
Then she drank that b*tch
(Fa, pow)
Then she drank that b*tch
Pass out on the floor you want know why
Then she drank that

[Verse]
f*ck Whole Lotta Red this a whole lotta money
I f*cked on that b*tch, then she gave me a twenty
I sip on the Codeine, I feel kind of funny
I swung on his ass now his nose kinda runny, b*tch
b*tch in the back of my coupe (Okay)
Don’t talk when the pus*y is you (Straight up)
See a lot of digits, with a lot of commas, Imma pull up like what it do, b*tch
[Chorus]
(I’m drunk as f*ck, yeah)
Cause I drank that b*tch
(Yeah)
Then she drank that b*tch
(Hey, wait, yeah)
Drank that b*tch
(I’m drunk as f*ck, f*ck, f*ck)
Then she drank that
Pass out on the floor you want know why
Then she drank that b*tch