b*tch lyrics

[Intro]
(Turn that sh*t up Mel)

[Chorus]
You watched your cousin die on side you, you still ain't did sh*t
On the 'net capping like you a killer boy you a b*tch
Lying in songs like you be stepping know your ass ain't never spinned
And since y'all clicked up tell your family friendly ass partner "Stay from off My di*k"
Cash out on them switches to go opp hunting it's murder season
Riding in traffic with a stick, Drac' catch a n*gga and leave him bleeding
All these n*ggas think they like that till' they run into a demon
You ain't never heard sh*t till' you heard a grown man screaming
Rlrdd

[Verse]
Switch time
Now new opp everyday these n*ggas wasn't nеver outside slanging iron
Put that b*tch to his face and don't stop shooting till' you can see his mind
It's a closеd casket n*gga died to flu they always think it's mine
We the ones keep sh*t in line
Popping percs and sipping lean can barely see it's hard to drive
Went and p*ssed on they partner grave trolling when My brother died
We the reason n*ggas ain't outside and they be hiding
Pistol clapping, bullets flying
Gone wait till' you run out of time
Front window come shoot through the blind
sh*t get dangerous in the city
Got My advance and blew a whole 150
'Fore I was lit n*ggas wasn't f*cking with me
They wasn't thugging with me
It was me JB and Rod f*cked up in the trenches
Got in My bag now it ain't sh*t to f*ck your ho for some convention
[Chorus]
You watched your cousin die on side you, you still ain't did sh*t
On the 'net capping like you a killer boy you a b*tch
Lying in songs like you be stepping know your ass ain't never spinned
And since y'all clicked up tell your family friendly ass partner "Stay from off My di*k"
Cash out on them switches to go opp hunting it murder season
Riding in traffic with a stick, Drac' catch a n*gga and leave him bleeding
All these n*ggas think they like that till' they run into a demon
You ain't never heard sh*t till' you heard a grown man screaming
Rlrdd