Taliban Money ft. Taliban Zach Lyrics

I treat my new hoes like candidates at a job fair

I send they ass through the whole process like a job app

I gotta check your background fasho to see who had that

These hoes they be lying, bragging, boasting bout who bagged that

Mean time I'm on demon time in this hellcat

Two things I can't stand, a lying ass bitch and a crying ass man

And I never been a sixth man cus I'm hard body, no heart like the tin man

She eat me up then I pull up my pants and get back to that bag

Stop talking shit like you is a bad bitch cus you average

I put my swisher sweet up in her danish

She like it nasty

I smoke on good pack, aint talking fannie

Im fresh like mannie

All I hit hit is bad bitches

Fuck em til they outta breath

Im smoking on that kill boutta choke myself to fuckin death

I give a bitch my number first to see if she gont hit me back

She having sex appeals off them pills and went got her pussy waxed

You want me to deliver for a few grams then I'm adding tax

What's up in my cup it got my words slurred

"What that be?" that yak

Im jocin ona phone having Kodak moments with la black

My nigga just came home and he back gone

He caught another hat

I treat my new hoes like candidates at a job fair

I send they ass through the whole process like a job app

I gotta check your background fasho to see who had that

These hoes they be lying, bragging, boasting bout who bagged that

Mean time I'm on demon time in this hellcat

Two things I can't stand, a lying ass bitch and a crying ass man

And I never been a sixth man cus I'm hard body, no heart like the tin man bitch

Ok I stand up in that semi and bust the dash out

Free Remo let my man out all my hittas in that jam now

For Mac know I'm gont crash out, ok cus that's my hitta off the muscle

Once you move a certain way bitch I can't trust you

Say mardy get em outta here

My niggas serving powder here

Excuse me bitch we call it "lotta years" cus you getting a lot of years

If you get caught with that so we move swift but gotta choppa near

The forty gave em face lift "perfect job" I call that Dr. Gin

So holla if you tryna swim cus bitch I run divers

If you shooting, hit the driver

If you hiding, kill your potna

If he running, paralyze em pick em up take em to trauma

If the doctor save his life, well fuck I gotta kill that doctor ok

La bitch I'm blicked up

You know I'm sticked up

From where they flip some the tenth ward

You know they hate us, hoes wanna rape us

We faced him, you know we spanked sum, come get your lick back

Just got the low from your la hoe

La boy come get your bitch back

I treat my new hoes like candidates at a job fair

I send they ass through the whole process like a job app

I gotta check your background fasho to see who had that

These hoes they be lying, bragging, boasting bout who bagged that

Mean time I'm on demon time in this hellcat

Two things I can't stand, a lying ass bitch and a crying ass man

And I never been a sixth man cus I'm hard body, no heart like the tin man bitch