Lil b*tch lyrics

[Intro: Nesty Gzz]
Look (Baow, baow, baow)
Like, 8oh, 8oh
Like yeahhhhhh
Like shoutout my 4z
Baow, baow, baow, n*gga
Like yeah, look


[Verse 1: Nesty Gzz]
Like I spent 100K on some bullsh*t (Word to bro)
Like, like I got my money up
We in the [?], I see an opp, I told Lou like, just [?]
They ain't believe that I was gon' make it
Me and my b*tch pulled up in a Benz truck (Like, yeaaahhhhh)
Like, throw a [?] fake it
Stop all the hating, cause I made it
The [?] just dropped, so I copped me a few
But bro came home, I was throwing the [?]
I popped a perky, ain't know what to do
Like, tre pound, I'm tryna go oot
Like they was just lacking, ain't know who's who
Like fall back, I'mma flick on the group


[Chorus: Nesty Gzz]
Like, b*tch
Like, I f*cked her mouth, and I told her kick rocks, like
I was just all in there creeping, tryna see what he on, he seen the red dot
And free lil' bro, he caught him a leg shot
(And we in Brooklyn, tryna see where the [?] at)
They was talkin' on bro, so we posted on Bed-Stuy
I hate my opps, n*ggas happy off leg shots (Like, yeah)


[Verse 2: Nesty Floxks]
22 shots got hit in his left eye
Like b*tch, I really go kuu
Like b*tch, you just whack, you go f*ck on the next guy
Real sh*t, I know Stunna gon shoot
Like I caught an opp and I gave him a red eye
Oh sh*t, I know gun'll go boom
I was outside with the gang and the green dot
Don't question my loyalty, y'all n*ggas fool
Like, b*tch, why would you lack on that block with the stick
Like, b*tch, I'm making money, I'm making racks
Like, b*tch, we seen an opp in the store, told bro just click (Hold onnnnn)
Like, told bro don't lack for the opps now

[Chorus: Nesty Gz, DThang]
Like, b*tch
Like, I f*cked her mouth, and I told her kick rocks, like (Yeahhhhhhh)
I was just all in there creeping, tryna see what he on, he seen the red dot
And free lil' bro, he caught him a leg shot
(And we in Brooklyn, tryna see where the [?] at)
They was talkin' on bro, so we posted on Bed-Stuy
I hate my opps, n*ggas happy off leg shots (Like, yeah)
Like, b*tch
Like, I f*cked her mouth, and I told her kick rocks, like
I was just all in there creeping, tryna see what he on, he seen the red dot
And free lil' bro, he caught him a leg shot
(Ayo, Y to the Gz, Gz to the sky, never put an O before my Y) (And we in Brooklyn, tryna see where the [?] at)
They was talkin' on bro, so we posted on Bed-Stuy (RPT)
I hate my opps, n*ggas happy off leg shots (Like, yeah, 4Sev, 4Sev)
[Verse 3: DThang]
And he spent 100k on just bullsh*t (Like what)
So f*ck it, I'm buying artillery (Boom, boom)
They keep saying my name, got me on some war sh*t (Like how)
Threw up an O, put the dot to his brain (Die O's)
Like, f*ck it, we gon' just talk about cautious (Like what)
n*ggas know I did that sh*t for the gang (Like RPTTTT)
Like, Edot, he put the dot to his brain (4Sev, 4Sev)
Notti, I heard he died on the train (Gang, gang, gang)
Don't care about none of these chains (At all)
'Cause n*ggas know I stayed the same (On bro)
And she wanna link, but I'm with the gang (Gang, gang)
So, f*ck it, we runnin' a train (Thootie)
I'm on the 8 right now, in a truck (Lil' b*tch)
(Oh my god) I'm getting money (Hol' on), she wanna f*ck (We getting money) (Lil' b*tch)
(Like, grah) She feelin' my chains, but I tell her don't touch (Lil' b*tch)
(Grah, grah) She want my love, but I just want trust (At all, at all) (Lil' b*tch)
Like I just spent 50k up in a week (Hol' on), I cannot talk with you cheap (At all)
I flew his b*tch out with me for a week, I know he wanna be me (AT, AT)
He could just never be me (At all), I know he fast on his feet (Grah, grah, grah)
Like (Don't run, don't run), they know that we come and seek
Hop out the V, creep (Go get that n*gga)
I don't think that he peeped (At all), 48 gang, we gon' rock em to sleep (Like get that n*gga)
Hop out the car, creep (Grah) (48 gang, we gon' rock em to sleep) I don't think that he peeped (Like get that n*gga)
We gon- (Grah) (48 gang) We just gon' rock em to sleep

[Chorus: Nesty Gzz, DThang]
Like, b*tch
Like, I f*cked her mouth, and I told her kick rocks, like
I was just all in there creeping, tryna see what he on, he seen the red dot
And free lil' bro, he caught him a leg shot
(And we in Brooklyn, tryna see where the [?] at)
They was talkin' on bro, so we posted on Bed-Stuy
I hate my opps, n*ggas happy off leg shots (Like, yeah) (Lil' b*tch)
(Lil' b*tch)
(Lil-lil' b*tch)
(Lil' b*tch)