sortilege lyrics

[Intro]
Hahaha
That's funny

[Verse 1]
Take no b*tch, can’t have that sh*t
Hit that too late, pass that sh*t
sh*t burned too fast, pack that sh*t
My new swag, can't jack that sh*t
Bad b*tch be on sassy sh*t
That ain't on me, you bagged that b*tch
That ain’t on me, you tapped that sh*t
Don't bring him 'round no bad b*tches
Young n*gga flexin', gettin' to the riches
All up in yo momma house washing dishes
I'm well known for burnin' bridges
Deep cuts, she know my mixes
Stylist, we move like ninjas
Loud spliff, don't do syringes
Make rent, I do my business
Cold case, no face, no witness

[Interlude]
No witness
Yeah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah
[Verse 2]
Gotta make a play, gotta make it right now
Give me everything, I don’t wanna fight now
Song’s too trash, gotta put the mic down, right
(Sortilege, sortilege)
That's the sound that the pipe make when I’m at your crib, right
(Sortilege, sortilege)
Big Quinny from the DMV, you know what it is, right
(Sortilege, sortilege)
Come through, no n***a, no b*tch, no big light
(Sortilege, sortilege)
That's the sound of the F&N make when I rip
Real bad b*tch, but she tryna fake, kick it
I could never consult with the Christians
Gotta get the money, on my life, on a mission
Pull up, get free admission
How I'm turnin' up, brand new prescription
Geek hard, that’s my tradition
Choppa get to singing like New Edition
Choppa get to singing like New Edition

[Outro]
That's the sound that the pipe make when I'm at your crib, right
Big Quinny from the DMV, you know what it is, right