Bammer b*tch lyrics

[Verse 1: Mista F.A.B.]
On my mama, I ain't worried bout a broke b*tch
At the house smoking bammer, on some broke sh*t
All these n*ggas tryna be me, on some clone sh*t
[?] pour a four in it
Broke b*tch, please get out your feelings
Thuggin in the Coope, droptop, no cieling
No Mr. Nice Guy, I’m a villain
We drillin, the chopper get to singing, Keri Hilson
If it ain't Kush in the wood, I ain't smoking
And I ain’t tryna hit, if her ass ain't poking
If it ain't bout a bag, lol, I ain't going
Think I need you, lol, must be joking
b*tch this is mob sh*t, f*ck a punk rock b*tch
Big body Porshe, no off the lot sh*t
Spend my time, more money on a bop b*tch
Chain hanging, try to take some, Imma pop sh*t

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Don't give me no bammer b*tch
I don't want that b*tch, cause she can't do sh*t
Don't give me no bammer b*tch
I don’t need that b*tch, cause she can’t do sh*t
What you think a n*gga need you b*tch?
n*gga don't need no b*tch
Thinking that I need you, b*tch na
b*tch, a n*gga don’t need no b*tch
You bammer

[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
[?] games, I don't play those
I don't got love, or time for these fake hoes
I just wanna f*ck, no feeling, I don't cake hoes
Imma lock that b*tch down, [?]
di*k so good, she be thinking that [?]
And everytime she nut, she look like she have a [?]
Going through [?] when she can’t get these balls
[?] b*tch I'm knocking down them walls
Texting on my phone, like she really in love
[?] all her friends, talking about how she f*cked
Pillo talking about her boyfriend, ike he ain't in love with me
b*tch I don't pillo talk, go find you some company
Go that way, no that way, no that way
When the world end, b*tch I see you that day
[?] no texting, no calling, no [?]
Cause you's a punk b*tch, exactly

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Don't give me no bammer b*tch
I don't want that b*tch, cause she can't do sh*t
Don't give me no bammer b*tch
I don't need that b*tch, cause she can't do sh*t
What you think a n*gga need you b*tch?
n*gga don't need no b*tch
Thinking that I need you, b*tch na
b*tch, a n*gga don't need no b*tch
You bammer

[Verse 3: Mista F.A.B.]
b*tch you get to thinking you Riri or Beyonce
Only wild thoughts that come to mind from you is [?]
You out your damb mind, b*tch [?] Kanye
All you do is talk about the ballers, b*tch you a [?]
Got it out the mud, [?] where my mom stay
Posted in the park, but I ain't talking about [?]
Never love a b*tch, yeah that's something that my mom say
So I said OK, something Lil Jon say
Break a b*tch, shake a b*tch
Never take her serious
Unless she hit a n*gga with that hey, I missed my peeriead
[?] yep, that's a plan B
I never put a baby on [?]

[Chorus: Slimmy B]
Don't give me no bammer b*tch
I don't want that b*tch, cause she can't do sh*t
Don't give me no bammer b*tch
I don't need that b*tch, cause she can't do sh*t
What you think a n*gga need you b*tch?
n*gga don't need no b*tch
Thinking that I need you, b*tch na
b*tch, a n*gga don't need no b*tch
You bammer