I Like Your b*tch lyrics

[Hook]
I like your b*tch man
Look at my wrist man
Drop that cash low
We gettin' dough
I like your b*tch man
Look at my wrist man
Drop that cash low
b*tch we gettin' dough

[Verse 1]
I f*cked your b*tch man, in Richmond
All day boy, we getting dough boy
And I don't care boy, I'm on boy
I'll put my di*k in a b*tch mouth
SS b*tch, we countin' checks b*tch
Give me sex b*tch, then the next (?)
Boy you drunk n*gga
I'm smoking blunts wit 'cha
We going hard man, listen to my song man

[Hook x2]
I like your b*tch man
Look at my wrist man
Drop that cash low
b*tch we gettin' dough
[Verse 2]
Your b*tch is on me, I'm worth a 100 million
Racks on the b*tch, tax on the b*tch
Geese on the b*tch, Heem on a b*tch
I'm right here and she's bossing on the tip
I'm looking at her and she's looking like a model
6 inch heels, real life whore, no problem
Automatic, your b*tch is automatic
And her face is automatic
And her case is looking drastic

[Hook x2]
I like your b*tch man
Look at my wrist man
Drop that cash low
b*tch I'm gettin' dough

I like your b*tch man x4