Aye Citch lyrics

[Intro]
Got these pus*y n*ggas mad 'cause I did it (n*gga)
Either way you look at it, ho, I’m winnin' (Ho, I'm winnin’)
TNC, that's the game, this the mission (Ayy)
Gettin' money off this b*tch, how you livin'? (Free slime)

[Chorus]
Ayy, Citch, you done talked a whole lot of sh*t
Ayy, Citch (Ayy, Citch), you gon' ride a whole lot of di*k (Ugh)
Give me all the f*ckin' head for the time that I spent (Ayy)
Man, I been on my sh*t (Ayy), ho, she been on my di*k (Ooh, n*gga)
Ayy, what the f*ck he talkin', b*tch, I been on him (b*tch, I been on him)
If a n*gga got a problem, ho, we spin on him (Ho, we spin on him)
Yeah, we spit on him, b*tch, your big homie (b*tch, your big homie)
I just need a thick b*tch to come and sit on me, ayy, ayy

[Verse]
Throw that sh*t back, ho, put it in my face (Ugh)
b*tch, make it nasty, keep it real, I'm tryna play (Tryna play)
Say she need some di*k, so l’ma put it in her face (Bah, bah, ah)
Left cheek, right cheek, that’s an earthquake (Ooh)
Ayy, thick b*tch, say, ooh, that's a pound cake (Ayy)
Ayy, f*ck it up, wop, wop, ooh, make the ground shake
Ayy, when you start winnin’, they gon' start to downplay (Ugh)
Give a f*ck how they feel, I would never downgrade
Don't talk behind my back, ho, say it to my face (To the face)
I'll take you to the blade before I take you on a date (Skrrt)
Can you get my hair done? b*tch, that’s the sh*t I can't (Stupid)
Left cheek, right cheek (Ayy, ayy), ooh, make the ground shake (Ooh)
Ayy, thick b*tch, ayy, ooh, that's a pound cake (n*gga)
f*ck it up, wop, wop, ooh, make the ground shake (Ayy)
Ayy, l'ma run it up, Monday to Friday, uh
Bad lil' b*tch, l'ma f*ck her sideways (Ugh)
n*gga, I only hit her once, got the ho throwin' shade (Throwin' shade)
I ain't tryna wife you, girl, I'm tryna get laid (Get laid)
Who's a hood rat, a hood rat like Taylor? (Like Tyalor)
I was in the hood, f*ckin' b*tches named Ayla
Ho, we at the Ritz Carlton, fly sh*t major (Ah)
I never fight over pus*y, I'm a boss, I'm a player (n*gga)
I'm a big dog, got money and haters (b*tch)
Got your b*tch suckin' di*k like a motherf*ckin' vapor (Ooh)
I'll never be a captain save her (Ooh)
I'll slide in her oven like a baker (n*gga)
She gon' drop it like it's hot, that's her nature (That's her nature)
I'll flock a n*gga house, l'ma take her (I'ma take her)
Tell the b*tch to work it out like it's labor (Like it's labor)
Ayy, let me think about it, ask me later (Ask me later)
Slidin' through the city in Scraper (Skrrt)
f*ck it up, lil' b*tch, get the paper
[Chorus]
Ayy, Citch, you done talked a whole lot of sh*t
Ayy, Citch (Ooh), you gon' ride a whole lot of di*k (Ayy)
Give me all the f*ckin' head for the time that I spent
Man, I been on my sh*t, ho, she been on my di*k (Swerve, swerve)
Ayy, what the f*ck he talkin', b*tch, I been on him (Grr)
If a n*gga got a problem, ho, we spin on him (Ho, we spin on him)
Yeah, we spit on him, b*tch, your big homie (b*tch, your big homie)
I just need a thick b*tch to come and sit on me, ayy, ayy