Disloyal b*tches lyrics

by

Young Drummer Boy



[Verse 1]
Hey my main b*tch
She was cheatin' on me
Give me a reason homie
Give a f*ck about jail
She lucky that I left the b*tch breathing homie (damn)
This b*tch is f*cking up my appetite
If I got the blower on me
He gon see the after life, aye
See this just the life I chose
Catch a phony slippin’
He gon see the forty four
Yeah I'm heavy with that gang sh*t
Watch out when I bang sh*t
When I'm on the block
It got a muthaf*cka anxious (damn)
See I’m rolling with my team now
If I throw a brick
They gon catch it like a rebound (hey)
I ain't never been no fake b*tch
If I got the choppa
I'm a aim it at your brain sh*t

[Hook] x2
Gang, gang gang gang gang
Yeah I got the choppa
Aim it to your brain brain
I ain't tripping on no b*tch
I do my thang thang thang
All I think about is money
That's my main main main
[Verse 2]
I ain't trying to sit up in a cell
My homies doing life
Man that sh*ts a living hell
But if I gotta sit up with my homies
b*tch I'm gon do it
Cause you know I keep it on me
Hey I'm just trying to maintain
Trying to get my money b*tch
I’m doing my thang
See all these b*tches talking bout me
Saying my name
All you drink ass b*tches
Stop playing them games

[Hook] x2
Gang, gang gang gang gang
Yeah I got the choppa
Aim it to your brain brain
I ain’t tripping on no b*tch
I do my thang thang thang
All I think about is money
That's my main main main
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