How Much I Cost lyrics

[Verse 1: Hoodrat Spice]
Got money (Money)
But I ain't care, no
I keep a pistol up incase a b*tch is very close (Pistol)
Threes up, ice cold
You still rapping? I heard you forty years old (Damn)
I'm tripping on an extra atom (Atom)
Keep a n*gga up, we in the car, keep going at 'em (At 'em)
Slight work, push a couple
f*ck relationships, man, f*ck couples
I'm gonna keep a couple bad b*tches (Bad b*tches)
They yellow-bones, red-bones, white girls in the business
I'm just dissin' in this b*tch, I'm consulting
I'm real hot, Sahara desert (Desert)
Now who the f*ck are you to me? (Who)
Have a b*tch clean my pipes, gynecology (I'm tryna)
Abuse a n*gga, scientology (Ma)
These girls Katy Perry, part of me (Damn)

[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
And if this b*tch actin' up, I take her down
Gun's automatic, pull it out, don't make a sound
I might seem like a lost b*tch
But wait 'til you hear how much I cost, b*tch
And if this b*tch actin' up, I take her down
Gun's automatic, pull it out, don't make a sound
I might seem like a lost b*tch
But wait 'til you hear how much I cost, b*tch
[Verse 2: Yung Kitt Katt & Hoodrat Spice]
Lipstick to kill for, call it blood red
Shawty on a b*tch, play me and you'll end up dead
Dip dive with a bad b*tch by my side
b*tch, back off 'fore this lit ciggy in your eye
I don't give a f*ck, pour syrup on your corpse
Got this dude with me, di*k bigger than a horse
b*tch, you hella ho, everybody f*ckin' know
I don't think that's yogurt in your hair, you ain't on a low
Oh, you f*ck with me? Join the club (Club)
I'm a new b*tch with OG love (Love)
More racks than Nordstrom
Some whorin'
I'm around town, more visiters than an emporium ('Porium)
Ecuadorian b*tch, she ain't borin' em
Got a lot of white b*tches, I ain't bored of 'em (More b*tches)
I'm making bank money, you're making yard sales (Yard sales)
Selling more blow than the f*cking cartel

[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
And if this b*tch actin' up, I take her down
Gun's automatic, pull it out, don't make a sound
I might seem like a lost b*tch
But wait 'til you hear how much I cost, b*tch
And if this b*tch actin' up, I take her down
Gun's automatic, pull it out, don't make a sound
I might seem like a lost b*tch
But wait 'til you hear how much I cost, b*tch
[Bridge: Hoodrat Spice]
We in the club yelling "Trap Pizza Mob"
Trap Pizza Mob, Tra-Trap Pizza Mob
We in the club yelling "Trap Pizza Mob"
Trap Pizza Mob, Tra-Trap Pizza Mob
We in the club yelling "Trap Pizza Mob"
Trap Pizza Mob, Tra-Trap Pizza Mob
We in the club yelling "Trap Pizza Mob"
Trap Pizza Mob, Tra-Trap Pizza Mob
Man, I wanna give out a shoutout to
Burrito Clan, Lime Juice Gang, Taco Squad
Soft Drink Mafia, Sweater Clique, Syrup Sippers Club
Spice Girl Mob, and of course, Trap Pizza mothaf*cking Mob
This how it go

[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
And if this b*tch actin' up, I take her down
Gun's automatic, pull it out, don't make a sound
I might seem like a lost b*tch
But wait 'til you hear how much I cost, b*tch
And if this b*tch actin' up, I take her down
Gun's automatic, pull it out, don't make a sound
I might seem like a lost b*tch
But wait 'til you hear how much I cost, b*tch

[Outro: Hoodrat Spice]
We in the club yelling "Trap Pizza Mob"
Trap Pizza Mob, Tra-Trap Pizza Mob
We in the club yelling "Trap Pizza Mob"
Trap Pizza Mob, Tra-Trap Pizza Mob
We in the club yelling "Trap Pizza Mob"
Trap Pizza Mob, Tra-Trap Pizza Mob
We in the club yelling "Trap Pizza Mob"
Trap Pizza Mob, Tra-Trap Pizza Mob