pus*y lyrics

[Hook]
You can’t hang with me if you pus*y
All my n*ggas pro fessionals no rookies
I can flip an O
Kill a show b*tch book me
Bad motherf*cker and my chick good lookin’
Yeah [x2]

[Verse 1]
She gon’ pop that pus*y when I say so
Smoking on this green
Got my eyes red like tomatoes
Hustling for my team catch me out here making plays bro
Couple quick flips then you know I gotta lay low
Imma piece of sh*t never claim to have a halo
Game is a b*tch but you know that that’s my bae though
Run yo f*cking lips then we busting sh*t no halo
Healthy Boyz b*tch and you know that we don’t play bro
All the n*ggas hate now they stepped on my grind
Try to throw shade they don’t want me to shine
I can’t see the hate
n*ggas I’m blind
You can’t have no cake
Or no piece of the pie
I’m the Baker b*tch try to touch it you’ll die
f*ck n*ggas trying my patience all the time
Crook motherf*cker I couldn’t keep no nine five
Built like 6'8 I ain’t even 5'9 b*tch
[Hook]