In This b*tch lyrics
by Sonta
[Intro]
Gang in this b*tch
Hold on, I got Lil' Mally in here with me
Hold on, OZ in this b*tch, Milticket in here, Sizzle in this b*tch
Where we at right now? DJ Victoriouz, really the best (Miami)
We got Dade in here
Hold on, foenem, gang
[Verse]
We got real guns in this b*tch
Real thugs in here, we off real drugs in this b*tch
My little pocket rocket, it fit like a glove in this b*tch
And we real deep in here, it's real snug in this b*tch
b*tches huggin' us and sh*t 'cause we got love in this b*tch
And you better watch your mans 'cause we'll bug in this b*tch
Smokin' bud in this b*tch (Exotic), havin' ones in this b*tch (Throw 'em)
Real bloods in this b*tch, my big cuz in this b*tch (Go)
Big rocks in this b*tch, no VS1's in this b*tch
I got water everywhere, n*gga, it's a flood in this b*tch (Ayy)
What's good with it b*tch? (Huh) My whole hood in this b*tch
Foenem drinkin' liquor, now ain't no more 'Woods in this b*tch
Man, we good in this b*tch, it's bankrolls in this b*tch
I'm too rich to talk to one of these stank hoes in this b*tch
Dress code? Man, I got on white lows in this b*tch (G Fazos)
n*gga disrespect me, we gon' light holes in this b*tch (Brr)
Been the man, I been the man (b*tch), got rich ain't get advanced (b*tch)
Bentaygas, whippin' Lambs, I'm up top like the ceiling fan (b*tch)
I stayed down and made it happen, now I'm stayin' rich (Stayin' rich)
Youngest n*gga in my hood, who you playin' with? (f*ck you playin' with?)
Boss sh*t (Boss sh*t), wrist a hundred bands sh*t (Wrist a hundred bands sh*t)
If it's me or him, the b*tch know who she stayin' with (Come on)
Hustler, give her sh*t, hope she could handle it
b*tch, it's lit, I got one thousand bows in transit (Uh)
b*tches quit so much I gotta take advantage (Take advantage)
Interstate, we had a thousand hoes in Kansas (Thousand hoes in Kansas)
So much money your own family can't stand it (Your own family can't stand it)
And my son gon' be a king, can't help it he was born in this sh*t (Born in this sh*t)
He got VVS's, baby foreigns in his sh*t (Foreigns in his sh*t)
Gucci, Fendi shoes, he ain't worn in his sh*t
Yeah, his daddy rich (Daddy rich)
Big ol' yellow diamonds look like corn in my sh*t
Bank accounts rich, need more M's in this b*tch (More M's)
Ballin' need a mansion with a rim in that b*tch (With a rim)
f*ck some Louboutins, my bro wore Timbs in this b*tch (Got on Timbs)
Makin' movies, we'll shoot a film in this b*tch (Huh)
Hoes choosin', man, they pullin' limbs in this b*tch (Damn)
di*kie fit kit, Soulja Slim in this b*tch (Brr)
My broski wit' what I'm wit', like my twin in this b*tch (Like my twin)
Got some n*ggas who fresh out the pen in this b*tch (The pen)
I got some n*ggas throwin' up the fin in this b*tch (The fin)
I know some n*ggas reppin' BDN in this b*tch (BDN)
I hear some n*ggas yellin' GDN in this b*tch (GDN)
I'm with some n*ggas that ain't 'posed to be up in this b*tch ('Posed to be here)
Fine b*tches gettin' in for free up in this b*tch (Damn)
Got broke n*ggas f*ckin' up they re-up in this b*tch (Haha)
n*ggas see the opps , they playin' D up in this b*tch (Playin' D up in this b*tch)
But ain't nobody got no smoke with me up in this b*tch
(G Herbo, ayy)
[Outro]
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