Bluffin’ lyrics

Sick of these hoes, I am so sick of these hoes

She get too comfy, she get overexcited
I'm hella exhausted, I should probably get dossing
I tell her I love her like I got a option
She tell me she love me but I know she bluffin'

I came from nothing to something
So don't you start making assumptions
Been through some sh*t like I'm plumbing
Now I run the game like I promised
I kinda thought I was struggling
Seems like everybody's struggling
Can't judge a judge for judging
But I ain't holding no grudges

Lil' n*gga where you been at?
I been selling grass for some quick cash
Selling grass for some quick cash
Now my hoes make me money while I sit back
Foreign rappers think they so smooth
'Cause they ain't ever heard a Zim kid rap
I'm antisocial
Money talk, ain't got time for chitchat

Sick of these hoes
I am so sick of these hoes
Sick of these hoes
I am so sick of being sick of these hoes
sh*t's getting old
Is you a friend or is you a foe?
Don't you get fooled
If it glitter it don't mean it's gold

She get too comfy, she get overexcited
I'm hella exhausted, I should probably get dossing
I tell her I love her like I got a option
She tell me she love me but I know she bluffin'
She so dishonest
Got skeletons all in her closet
I gotta be cautious
I'm just taking precautions

I don't really have everything, I be chasing them better things
A good girl like Kylie and, yeah, I'm talking 'bout Brannigan
I be sniffing that ritalin, finna blow up like a Taliban
The only time you beat me is when you're imagining

I need a job, I need some guap
I pray to God I'm finna blow up
I swear to God I ain't a god
I'm real as f*ck, yeah, I'm real as Pac
I swear too much but don't give a f*ck
'Cause I'm from a place where money don't talk
She don't wanna make love, she just wanna f*ck
But I'm on my grind, ain't got time to f*ck
But I'm headed to the top though, headed to the top
I ain't scared to shoot, I ain't scared to get shot
I forgave, I forgot, she love me, she love me not
Food for though, di*k is the staple food for THOTs

She get too comfy, she get overexcited
I'm hella exhausted, I should probably get dossing
I tell her I love her like I got a option
She tell me she love me but I know she bluffin'
She so dishonest
Got skeletons all in her closet
I gotta be cautious
I'm just taking precautions