b*tch, Park Backwards lyrics

[Verse 1: Boobie Lootaveli]
Walk up in the spot, make that b*tch pop (b*tch pop)
Rollie is a forty, ain't no tickin' on this wristwatch
Pit stop, off-brand rappers, flip-flop (Flip-flop)
Man, it's so lonely at the tip-top

[Verse 2: Pouya]
I don't wanna f*ck these hoes, but they wanna f*ck me (Yeah)
My OG said he really miss the old me (Yeah)
Too well known, got me movin' low-key (Yeah)
OE sippin', got me liftin' both feet, yeah

[Verse 3: Boobie Lootaveli & Pouya]
f*ckin' up the road, bring them bags home (Bring them bags in)
Wouldn't touch your b*tch even if she had a bag on
Headfirst, chops make your head burst (Make your head burst)
I be smokin' on 'Woods full of pressure 'til my head hurt (Ayy, yeah)

[Verse 4: Pouya]
Wouldn't touch your b*tch with a broomstick (Yeah, broomstick)
Keep it quiet, baby, tighten up them loose lips (Loose lips)
I make records, got no job, I never do sh*t
Sit up on my ass and put on for my district (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 5: Boobie Lootaveli]
Stinkmeaner Jr. in a black Benz, no tints
So the hoes see when me and Pou' slidin' in
Broke boys pop like the tires that you ridin' in
If you got smoke, got a hole you can hide in
[Verse 6: Pouya]
Never goin' back to being broke (Yeah)
Sleepin' on the floor, mama thought I was a joke (Yeah)
Now I'm doin' well, still more hungry than before (Yeah)
Found a way to live with all these suicide notes, yeah

[Verse 7: Boobie Lootaveli & Pouya]
I eat what I want, I'm attractive (You dig?)
Got a money belly and I'm f*ckin' on an actress
Still trappin' 'bows for the practice (Yeah, practice)
I'ma step on her work, when I see you, I'ma tax it

[Verse 8: Pouya]
Your b*tch suck di*k for me and my crew
If you want smoke, then you can come through
Your b*tch suck di*k for me and my crew
If you want smoke, then you can come through