BWB (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse]
A story of about two crazy dolls
All they wanna do is get money pus*y foreign
They mean as f*ck
Even killed a couple b*tches
Don't tell on each other they done gave some b*tches stitches
Lil Cuban she a beast, she'll slap a b*tch for me
You f*cking talking wrong put this thirty on your teeth
Real n*ggas trapping, they would whip a bird for free
Call my phone I don't answer cause the money all I see
If you wanna beef with me, I'ma need a hundred bands
b*tch you better be flyer then motherf*cking Japan
b*tch you better be an astronaut, n*ggas they is f*cking not’s
Asian doll that b*tch, I am sad, all my homies dead
I don't give a f*ck about a b*tch, it's been f*ck the rest
On that gang sh*t, six, I been born b*tch
You ain't never flipped sh*t, what you want a f*cking feature
They steady dissing me but these b*tches on a bleachers
What the f*ck? Huh? Some motherf*cking gum
Lil Cuban get the motherf*cking hundred round drum
Yeah I’m free styling, these b*tches they be wilding
They want my f*cking life, but they ain't got no f*cking styling
Yeah you stay with your mama
Yeah with your little diploma
Yeah b*tch I dropped out got some motherf*cking bands
I’m the motherf*cking man, but you know I’m a girl
I ain’t never been a cheerleader, I ain’t go to juice
Skip that motherf*cking class, with my new Louis bag
I was so damn high, know these b*tches they be sad
But I’m hood rich, got that money out that f*cking rap, you can't even trap
Girl you ain't even got no bank account
I be flexing reckless, Asian Doll; I'm happy, n*ggas wanna stress me
n*gga you can't even get a answer, I been so busy rocking shows
n*ggas know they hoes, n*ggas know they dogs
Asian Doll, b*tch I get that money I be f*cking exhausted
Running round the lobby like a motherf*cking kid
I am not a normal b*tch, these b*tches is my kids
And I been pregnant ever since like when?
n*gga what you talking bout, I been threw them b*tches in the trash can
This some Detroit n*ggas killers on that murder sh*t
Tie your momma up, call your brother like we did it b*tch
We don't give a f*ck, always been tough
Never been a lame, I don’t even gotta pretend cause I’m insane
Check my resume, check my background
n*ggas talking like they from the hood, what you acting like you new now?
b*tch I ride through, and I cruise now
With no new b*tches, all my b*tches on that cute sh*t
Boo b*tch!
What you looking at?
What, you wanna die?
Then I flex, on lil' Cuban go and get that motherf*cking tech b*tch