Hellcat lyrics

Birds in a coupe
My n*gga, keep the pistol beside em'
They play with us you know we on em'
I know a couple b*tches that’ll be on your ass
Hit yo head and leave em in a coma
I can not f*ck with these n*ggas
I ride my own wave and they hating cause this is my moment
They wasn’t f*cking with me when a n*gga was down
So I gotta flex on my opponent


Cause I want a hellcat
With the top back, so these b*tches can see what they missing
I ain't been to hell yet
But I pray for forgiveness, cause I know a n*gga been sinning
And she got them ass shots
So whenever she walk swear to god I be wishing I’m in it
Shout out to my last b*tch
Cause I fell out of love
Had to realize a n*gga was trippin
Said I had to go get some racks now
So when I hit the mall I put racks down
You can smell all the weed through the packs now
Take your b*tch to the crib
Blow her back out
f*ck a good guy they checking my background
On my page trying to see where I’m at now
Hit my phone when you trying to come back round
I can tell she don’t know how to act now


Cause she hit my phone on the regular
Told her that you not the one
Girl you know that you trippin
I can not f*ck with no skeezer
She told me she like to f*ck
So I said we can get it
But don’t fall in love with a n*gga
I met her at sense out the club[?]
It was me and my n*ggas
And she keep on blowing my phone up
But I cut that b*tch off by the end of the winter
I told her don’t you try play with me
I wanna hear what you say bout me when I’m around
I know the devil he chasing me
Trying to come take you away from me
Ill hold you down
I told my haters keep hating me
I got a army that stay with me
Can't take me down
I just been waiting so patiently
I told my mama just wait for me, look at me now


Cause I want a hellcat
With the top back, so these b*tches can see what they missing
I ain't been to hell yet
But I pray for forgiveness, cause I know a n*gga been sinning
And she got them ass shots
So whenever she walk swear to god I be wishing I’m in it
Shout out to my last b*tch
Cause I fell out of love
Had to realize a n*gga was trippin
Said I had to go get some racks now
So when I hit the mall I put racks down
You can smell all the weed through the packs now
Take your b*tch to the crib
Blow her back out
f*ck a good guy they checking my background
On my page trying to see where I’m at now
Hit my phone when you trying to come back round
I can tell she don’t know how to act now