f*ck Julian, He A b*tch lyrics

[Chorus}
These b*tches they need me, (yeah! what?)
But they cannot see me, (nah, nah)
When I catch Julian, Ima leave him bleeding (Graaah)

{Verse}
In my f*cking crib, I'm walking sauce yeah I drip! (Lesgetit)
Louboutins how I live, I'm bout to f*ck his b*tch
Real n*gga, real sh*t (real sh*t) A real n*gga got cliques
Got a 30 round drum and clip (clip)
My automatic hum and sing (sing)
My automatic hum and sing (sing)
Got the ice got the (yeah!) bling (what?)
This lil n*gga is a walking L, he stalking though the service bing (yeah!)
I'm bout to claim this Win
My n*gga I be lookin' flashy rockin palace from day 1 who else living
This lavish?

[Adlibs] Yeah! what? yeah! what? yeah!

...The beat go off?

[Chorus} x2
These b*tches they need me
But they cannot see me
When I catch Julian, Ima leave him bleeding