DEAD BITCHES Lyrics

Yuh, in my white tee, your bitch like me

Hear she want to fuck me in the bathroom, come and find me

That little bitch she crazy, from back, it's so exciting

Bring her over here but make sure bring the fucking lighting

Yuh, gave your bitch my fucking pipe, yuh

Bitch I got the blicky and the strap, call me a dyke, yuh

Feed me big old titties to my face like every night, yuh

If I got this blicky, make yo bitch ass beg for life, yuh

Fuck what you mean, fuck-fuck what you claiming

That bitch suck me up cause I was too fucking famous

Molly in my butt, make you suffer from your anus

Get yo money up, make yo bitch turn to a lame bitch

Yuh, man that pussy on some gang shit

Wrist game call, call my bitch on that bang shit

Bitch I'm not a gangster, but that bitch, I'm really banging

Fuck-fuck-fuck a pussy hoe, stupid lame shit

Money coming quick, stupid bitch that be the motive

I can fuck your bitch, every time I fucking want it

No diamonds on my wrist, but this big chain will make you homeless

If he keep on talking, I'm a make his mother choke it

Choke my dick, bitch I'm fucking with the squids, yuh

Molly on wrist but not for breakfast, little bitch, yuh

If she want to party, better show her fucking tits, yuh

If he with the feds then make his wig turn to a split, yuh

Bitch I'm not gone front, stupid bitch why are you talking

Skating up at night, with the homies and we smoking

Shoutout broddie Bryan, he the plug, but he be farting

That boy tried to jack my style, got his shawty slobbing

Yuh, on my meat, with the beamer

When I make it out these bitches on my fucking beaner

Got the homie JJ, he alright, but he a poopy head

Man I'm seeing creatures, fuck this shit, I'll take my fucking meds