Issa Difference lyrics

[Intro: 1TakeJay]
Wait, hold up
I'm finna turn this b*tch up

[Verse 1: 1TakeJay]
She gon' suck me long time
Trippin', this the wrong time
I know I ain't sh*t, but you ain't either, b*tch, we both lie
b*tch, if you don't like excellence, I ain't your type
I'd never call you broke, b*tch, 'cause that's your life

[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
I'm in my bag, your n*gga trash, it's a difference (It's a difference)
Tryna see me, so I sent that b*tch a picture
Like I'm bored, I ain't tryna have sh*t to do with her (sh*t to do with her)
Head dumb, but I still ain't tryna fool with her (I ain't tryna fool with her)
If she don't like my b*tch, then I ain't bein' cool with her
Your n*gga gangbang? Where that n*gga from, Twitter?
I don't know that n*gga, I don't be in n*ggas' business (I don't be in n*ggas' business)
But he know my name like I went to school with him

[Verse 2: 1TakeJay]
Teezy got a stick, but he ain't playin' pool with it
Quan got the hoes, I ain't say they cute, n*gga
Benz truck, but I'm pullin' up with coupe, n*gga
n*gga, we ain't jokin', but we shootin' on these n*ggas (Shootin' on these n*ggas)
Like a b*tch edges, I be swoopin' on these n*ggas
n*gga hate to see me win, but I'll lose it on these n*ggas
Like a pickup game, b*tches always choosin' on my n*ggas (Choosin' on my n*ggas)
My b*tch gotta share 'cause it's you and all my n*ggas
I'm finna go to the store, pray I make it back home (Pray I make it back home)
Like shoestrings, n*ggas always trippin' 'cause they f*ckin' broke
n*ggas wanna see me dead and gone 'cause I'm f*ckin' on
You don't pay my bills, so don't ask me who I'm f*ckin' on
The baddest b*tch a ratchet b*tch
n*ggas pay for pus*y that I always get for free
Back doin' me 'cause that's the only thing I see
n*ggas in my way, give me space or I'll delete
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
I'm in my bag, your n*gga trash, it's a difference (It's a difference)
Tryna see me, so I sent that b*tch a picture
Like I'm bored, I ain't tryna have sh*t to do with her (sh*t to do with her)
Head dumb, but I still ain't tryna fool with her (I ain't tryna fool with her)
If she don't like my b*tch, then I ain't bein' cool with her
Your n*gga gangbang? Where that n*gga from, Twitter?
I don't know that n*gga, I don't be in n*ggas' business (I don't be in n*ggas' business)
But he know my name like I went to school with him

[Verse 3: Suga Free]
I can't stand this
b*tch ran out the house cryin', talkin' 'bout, "You ain't never find nobody like me," I said, "That's the plan, b*tch"
Blessed
I said, "Baby, if a plane crashed right here, where would they bury the survivor?" She said, "Right here?" I said, "Yes"
I'm throwin' the gas at you
You ever f*cked a b*tch and she coughed and spit your di*k out? She didn't wanna do it, but she laughed at you
And you look like the type of b*tch that would push me
If this was the biblical days, you'd get stoned to death for havin' good pus*y
Now, I'm bein' fair about it
pus*y is the only thing you could sell or resell to a motherf*cker and he ain't gon' even care about it
And if you fly, I'ma feel you
And b*tch, if you die, I'ma kill you
Her daddy said, "Free, we gon' do it today"
He was clippin' his toenails on the front porch tellin' me a story and he sniffed one before he threw it away
Yeah, the Suga Free coronavirus P way
b*tch don't listen to you, but every morning, report to her boss and do what he say
[Chorus: 1TakeJay]
I'm in my bag, your n*gga trash, it's a difference (It's a difference)
Tryna see me, so I sent that b*tch a picture
Like I'm bored, I ain't tryna have sh*t to do with her (sh*t to do with her)
Head dumb, but I still ain't tryna fool with her (I ain't tryna fool with her)
If she don't like my b*tch, then I ain't bein' cool with her
Your n*gga gangbang? Where that n*gga from, Twitter?
I don't know that n*gga, I don't be in n*ggas' business
But he know my name like I went to school with him