Chat To My Back Lyrics

All these niggas be talking 'bout a bitch they can ride with

Talking 'bout they want a bitch they can slide with

Fuck I look like, can't be no nigga sidekick

They saying they real but I peep who they side with

Want me do all the work, pick him up out the dirt

Dry his tears when he hurt

Take that weak nine to five dick

Just so he can go turn to a hoe

Turn around and get rich with his side bitch

Give the world to a white bitch

These niggas never defended me, can't be no little nigga mini me

When I switch up he gonna ask what got into me

Went from lover to enemy

That's why I ride for myself

It get real these little niggas gonna fold like a pelt

That ride or die shit, know that's bad for my health

Can't go hard about no nigga, go hard for myself, yeah

I bet on myself, yeah

Solid to the death, yeah

And if he think I'ma wait for him

Hope he ain't holding his breath, yeah

So I defend myself, yeah

I'll shoot if you step, yeah

Stand up for myself, yeah

I ain't have no gang or no siblings

It was just me on my ten toes

Been broke through the glass ceiling

Now I'm fin to blow like the Coke and the Mentos

I don't really give a fuck who ain't feeling me

Haters can't keep up, too lento

I ain't your sis, you ain't kin to me

Eat a bitch up for lunch like a bento

Left right left right, follow my tempo

Alibi airtight, smoking on Indo

Catch me a flight, land in Sacramento

Can't spend the night, guess he ain't get the memo

I'm too hot like pimento, cook his ass like a pinto

Write him off and I don't need no pencil

I'll make his ass wait, dame un momento

Rock the mic, my flow too nice, I'm froze like ice I'm too cool

That bitch mad, her life so sad, cause her shit peaked in high school

Yoni water, PCP, need PPC, I teach these folks like GED

Get degree like I go to night school

Put my phone on DND, celibate so can't no nigga fuck with me

Celebrity, roam the map I'm kicked back up under the tree

Out in Jamaica giving dap, I'm asking, "Ay yo, what's the

Pree?" Ass too fat, it's double stacked, that left cheek weighing 'bout a ki

I ain't thinking 'bout you bitch, so why is you worried bout me

She talking shit, I know really she wish she could be this free

I'm out in Nice, flew out just to get some peace

Smoking, that shit knocking, that shit boxing like some briefs

I'm a beast, bitch

Animal instinct, saliva dripping from my teeth

I'm hungry and to me you looking like a fucking feast

You getting beat, I bend you over on my knee like you my niece

Lil' hoe I leave you greased, yeah

Bitch I'm smacked, bumping LaChat

They like "Where you at?" I'm kicked back in a Lac

Bitch I don't jump, I solo attack; I go one on one, I'm Kyla Pratt

He be begging and crying when I throw it back

That good kitty cat get him off like a sack

Listen lil' nigga, I'm a keep it a stack

I can't be your wife or your girl, I'm a mack

If I done had him already, you ain't got to feel threatened

I don't want him, I can't double back

Don't want no relations, told him that we done

But he still trying to eat me right up like a snack

I would write a verse for you, but I'm too tired from picking up these bitches' slack

Cause mane, I done carried these bitches so long

Mane I think I done fucked up my shoulder like Dak

You could try to throw me to the wolves

But bitch I bet I come back leading the pack

These bitches can't fuck with me, way too wack

Bitches ain't bucking, they chat to my back

These bitches ain't bucking, they chat to my back

You could try to throw me to the wolves

But bitch I bet I come back leading the pack

These bitches can't fuck with me, way too wack

Bitches ain't bucking, they chat to my back

Hoe