Necessary Trouble lyrics

[Verse]
Don’t nobody want yo n*gga
b*tch, he broke and dress atrocious
I walk into every room on c*cky sh*t
I’m braggadocious
Even when a b*tch was broke, I had a gang of n*ggas calling
Block my old n*gga from Philly, when I trip he say I’m drawing
I’m efficient, hoe
I get to the bag, talk my sh*t, and b*tches listen, hoe
Don’t f*ck with me on this rap sh*t, cause b*tch I’m gifted, hoe
And I’m from Houston so forgive me if I talk too slow
You know how players roll
Use an irreverent tone when I talk to these broke ass n*ggas
And I’ll never respect em because my bag is so much bigger
Bе for real, how you let a bad b*tch out-trap you?
While you giggling, sh*t ain’t funny, this is not a laughing mattеr
I don’t see no competition cause I kill these b*tches easily
You at home like a loser, while yo n*gga tryna link with me
Maneuver through these n*ggas with finesse, because they broke
Tryna holla out the passenger seat. b*tch, he’s a joke

[Chorus]
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, These hoes don’t like me (No they don’t!)
Hoes talk tough, but ain’t been to sh*t
I guess we’ll wait and see (No we won’t!)
There’s a mad hoe here and a mad hoe there
Here a hoe, there a hoe
Everywhere a mad hoe
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, These hoes don’t like me! (No they don’t!)
[Verse]
Necessary trouble, that’s what you can call me
Cause once a n*gga get a taste, he gon flop down to his knees
And he gon’ stay there. That’s my obedient boy
His name gon’ be Lil Tike, cause I treat him like a toy
b*tch, I’m pretty and spoiled, so I get what I want
I can’t f*ck with no lame ass n*gga that’s gon’ use the word no
Queen sh*t n*gga, you know I’m a royal bad b*tch
So when I tell you what I want, you better give me that sh*t
Talking sh*t, I am not
Better act like you know
I was the underdog then, but b*tch that was before
I got my cute ass on this verse. It’s like I kicked in the door
So what you hoes gon’ do now that y’all got played like a xylophone
Actually, I don’t give a f*ck. Lemme smoke a blunt before I pack you up
Where yo mama at? Tell that hoe step up
Imma slap her ass if you don’t shut up (ha ha)
Make that hoe catch some Zs, b*tch (Some Z’s b*tch!) (hehe)

[Chorus]
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, These hoes don’t like me (No they don’t!)
Hoes talk tough, but ain’t been to sh*t
I guess we’ll wait and see (No we won’t!)
There’s a mad hoe here and a mad hoe there
Here a hoe, there a hoe
Everywhere a mad hoe
A-B-C-D-E-F-G, These hoes don’t like me! (No they don’t!)