Killen sh*t lyrics

[Verse]
Finna get into some gangsta sh*t, real quick
'Cause when I chill that's when b*tches seem to trip, okay
I said, finna get into some gangsta sh*t, real quick
'Cause when I chill that's when b*tches seem to trip
Styrofoam cup and it's full of that aw
Swingin' and swervin' down the boulevard
Ain't I the baddest redbone you ever saw?
My milkshake bring all the n*ggas to the yard
My whole clique bad make your n*ggas drop they jaws
If a n*gga wanna play I'll pull his player card
My body super soft, but my mentality hard
I shuffle n*ggas, cut 'em up, and deal 'em like they cards, okay
I'm in this b*tch with my eyes closed
Hands in thе air, and I'm movin' slo-mo
I'm eating good so I really can't do no complaining
I'm poppin' bands off of all this money I been makin', okay
Okay, H-Town madе her, H-Town raised her
I'm so proud to be a H-Town native
Draped up and dripped out, n*ggas in the parking lot
Booty so big that he ran to make the booty stop
These n*ggas have no chill so I throw 'em in the freezer
I'm a b*tch, I must admit that I am not a people pleaser
I don't kiss no ass, you don't gotta ask
I guess I'm lookin' too good that's why these b*tches mad
I'm talking cash sh*t, that's what I gotta do
Cause it's just something bout sh*ttin' on hoes that downed you
They downed you, they clowned you, on the come up now they wanna be 'round you?
Hold up, they got me f*cked up, okay
b*tch I'm cuttin' deep like a knife up in a steak
Give me a break, this n*ggas cake and I just cook 'em easy bake
And when I dip he be like "wait", and I'm like "nah, n*gga, I'm late" and I'm really not f*ckin' with all this time you trying to take
He said I do it so good that he had to lick the plate
He said "I wanna slip n' slide", so I put pus*y on his face
And I know the n*gga miss me, I know he's gonna kiss me
'Cause ain't too many hoes out here just really f*ckin' with me
Who gon' love you like I do?
Who gon' f*ck you like I do?
Who gon' whip yo di*k out while you drive and suck you like I do?
b*tch it's me, act like you know
Same b*tch with you when work slow
I'm still the same b*tch that was f*ckin' with you when your boys turned hoe
And there is no competition, he know what he been missin'
These b*tches is some fishes so they better get to swimmin'
He say "loving you is wrong" when y'all know this n*gga sinnin'
n*ggas think they on my team when these n*ggas really pendin'
And I'm chillin' how I'm chillin'
Hoes sick, penicillin
All you b*tches calm down
Ain't no hook, I'm just ventin' b*tch