I Heard lyrics

b*tch I heard, b*tch I heard
b*tch I heard, b*tch I heard

I done seen this b*tches turn they backs
These n*ggas turn to rats
You a real live pus*y but we ain’t getting into that
You don’t know what you getting into then fall back
I know im all that
Yo n*gga can’t get a call back
You ain’t really bout no pressure and I know you be bluffin
Got a name off a name you a one hit wonder
Treat these hoes like they n*ggas they ain’t know I was coming
If you left then its f*ck you I don’t know you in public
All yo business is public
All my b*tches is thugging
None of these n*ggas I’m cuffing if it ain't money I don’t want it
b*tch I spend time to get time and you gets nothing
I’m probably in yo city with that sh*t bout to flood it
You can talk that tuff sh*t but we know you a hoe
pus*y in the streets but a gangster in the studio
I don’t want yo n*gga
Got the head then I was moving on
You can talk all you want but still gon have to prove it tho
You gone make a scene I got clips lets make a movie hoe
Up and ain't hit sh*t b*tch what you shooting for
I know you not with the sh*ts so what you wasting bullets on bullet holes will leave yo whip clip full of those
These half stepping ass hoes they ain't humble
Get a lil bit of money try to ball then they fumble
Soon as they see a check they gon act like they love you
Soon as they blow that they gon have to recover
Soon as I blow mine im gon make that sh*t double aye
This b*tch funny no money di*k sucking
b*tch all that hating sh*t it ain't gon work out
You ain't never make 10 bands girl you perked out yeah I’m out in cali with the plugs? you at home f*cked up still mad at the world
I’m big boss ain't sh*t talking you a little ass girl got these little n*ggas fooled all you got is yo word
b*tch I heard
b*tch I heard, b*tch I heard
b*tch I heard
All you got is your word
b*tch I heard
SOB:
Money on my head n*gga come and knock it off
b*tch yo n*gga taking orders cause that n*gga not a boss
Hunnid rounds in that drum ill gladly drop it off do a skit while I’m sober I ain't popping nothing at all
My partners want me dead I ain't going for that sh*t
Got my ears to the streets
Got me loading up my clips
4 5 ones? Leave a hole out yo hip
Pillow talking to that b*tch like I don’t know bout that sh*t
You can talk that tuff sh*t but I know what you about pus*y n*gga send the addy I can’t wait till I get out
God I pray you take me in cause they tryna take me out but I’m deep up in this sh*t so motherf*cker say for route
b*tch you with it or you not make yo lil ass choice
I'm a motherf*cking boss you a little ass boy
Heard y’all still toting ? them some little ass toys ??
On that chop thats a little ass boy
b*tch
Way less talk and more actions with a gang full of shooters b*tch no practice
Lil bro sending hoes
n*gga no taxes
Buss that b*tch from the back I’m a known bad dread head ? and he won’t go for none gang full of knuckle heads and they love to shoot for fun give a task to my mans and I bet he get it done whole gang move is one so we never one on one b*tch