Niggas Stingy ft. Mickens Lyrics

Do I want a Rolls Royce or a Bentley

I'm trying to find me a new bitch my old hoes friendly

Good thing they come in plenty

This bitch go to Work I don't got no problem buying this hoe no Fenty

I just popped a yerc & some honey now I'm in her kidney

Niggas trying to kill me about a bitch man these niggas stingy

I been busy trying to get rich

If you tellin about a hoe then in my book you a snitch

I been in my glow

I broke yo baby like I'm Mitch

I ain't trying to play about shit

Creed all on my outfit

Weed hittin like its hit with fent

I got some shit under the fabric like a tent

She wanna fuck me good so we can talk about her rent

I been livin like a pimp

You niggas livin simp

I don't want to match cuz yo batch smell like hemp

My hands is on her head like I'm checkin on her temp

You niggas act like women put your hands on your hips

I'm a fan of her lips

If its a Chip on my shoulder in the party then I gotta Dip

Stick bitch, but if she bad she can still get Hit

Bitch shit, that nigga mad it barely even fit

Do I want a Rolls Royce or a Bentley

I'm trying to find me a new bitch my old hoes friendly

Good thing they come in plenty

This bitch go to Work I don't got no problem buying this hoe no Fenty

I just popped a yerc & some honey now I'm in her kidney

Niggas trying to kill me about a bitch man these niggas stingy

I been busy trying to get rich

If you tellin about a hoe then in my book you a snitch

I been in my glow

I broke yo baby like I'm Mitch

If you telling about that hoe then in my book you one of them

You outta bounds like when the ball go over the top part of the rim

That's called the Backboard

Niggas act hard but they soft as it get when it come to a bitch

You mad cuz she let you suck on the clit & thats all you can get

Lame niggas Shoot at houses about that hoe cuz thats All he can hit

And I can't go out sad about nun tho I'm trying to Dodge me a bitch

And charge her (Charger) I don't really need no partner unless you trying to get rich

I'm still gonna break them walls down like Call of Duty zombies shit

The only reason they can talk down cuz I'm onry shit

You ever knew it was a trap & still fall for it

I ain't trippin on Mickens, I know God with em

Cuz one wrong move then I Malia like Obamas kid

And please don't think I'm gonna deceive you that's on my mommas kid

Ain't worried about no nigga ain't did the shit that I done did

Ain't scared of no bitch lying to me I got Spidey Sense

That's why they all just get McDonald's gave her mighty kids