Your b*tch lyrics

by

CashMoneyAP


[Intro]
Cash Money AP

[Hook]
Yo b*tch is a slu
And my n*ggas done ran through
Yeah, she tryna message me, and it ain't nothing new
Yeah, look up on my gram
She's my number one fan
Yeah, Yo b*tch is a slu
And yo b*tch been ran through
Yeah, Tryna message me
Yeah, I look up on my gram
She's my number one fan
Yeah, yo b*tch is a slu
Yeah, My n*ggas done ran through
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

[Verse 1]
This all got me so insane
Yeah, I can't feel my f*ckin face
These b*tches are so insane
b*tch I only want your face
I can hit her all around, I can show you all around
All my savage sh*t
Yeah, Woah, posted up on the gram
Always stay ten toes down
Now I got the crown
Yeah, yo b*tch gone show you round
Less things, while I f*cked her while
Uber in that b*tch, now
She'll miss me with no doubt
Yeah, now she want my dimes
So I get her all my dimes
And these babies wifin wives
And you know these n*ggas hoes
Yeah, Woah, money in the bank
Can never roll away
But know yo b*tch a skank
Yeah, she was on the gang
She was on the gram
All I knew, she had no man
But...

[Hook]
Yo b*tch is a slu
And my n*ggas done ran through
Yeah, she tryna message me, and it ain't nothing new
Yeah, look up on my gram
She's my number one fan
Yeah, Yo b*tch is a slu
And yo b*tch been ran through
Yeah, Tryna message me
Yeah I look up on my gram
She's my number one fan
Yeah, yo b*tch is a slu
Yeah, My n*ggas done ran through
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

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