f*ck THEM b*tchES lyrics

[Intro]
f*ck Tyrone, Big 4L
Glock is fully loaded

[Chorus]
f*ck them b*tches, f*ck them b*tches
f*ck them b*tches, f*ck them b*tches
These n*ggas some hoes, these n*ggas some hoes
These n*ggas some hoes, these n*ggas some hoes
f*ck them b*tches, f*ck them b*tches
f*ck them b*tches, f*ck them b*tches
These n*ggas some hoes, these n*ggas some hoes
Thеse n*ggas some hoes, thеse n*ggas some hoes

[Verse]
That's a fact, this sh*t is too hard, [?] better sign me
Even with disguise on it won’t be hard to find me
Yeah im on your block, (Block!)
I ain't ducking from no heat, best believe
[?] pick better rappers! All these n*ggas weak, both too damn trash
Baby's breath smell like ass
Quavo better take off that jewelry off, before i snatch and grab hoe

[Chorus]
f*ck them b*tches, f*ck them b*tches
f*ck them b*tches, f*ck them b*tches
These n*ggas some hoes, these n*ggas some hoes
These n*ggas some hoes, these n*ggas some hoes
f*ck them b*tches, f*ck them b*tches
f*ck them b*tches, f*ck them b*tches
These n*ggas some hoes, these n*ggas some hoes
These n*ggas some hoes, these n*ggas some hoes

[Outro]
That was hard wasn’t it