All These Bitches Fake ft. Jerki00 Lyrics

I can't stand this lil bitch

She talking like she all of that

But she ain't make it, she ain't rich

She a lil stick with a pussy

Built like skinny bricks

I can't fuck with hoes like that shawty you unruly bitch

(Nah Jack)

Ion know what you think is funny

You are full of shit

You a lil bitch with daddy's money

You ain't making shit

You just like these other hoes

Indecisive sucking dick

Bitch ass niggas talking tough

Come around and get this clip

Mad as fuck right now nigga

I'm just speaking my own shit

Talking bout a hoe

Who thought she's bout it

You ain't bout it bitch

Take your bags & leave nigga

Get your ass outta this

She a hoe with no ass

Fuck around & get a kiss

Talking bout this shawty

Cause she messed with me

She thought she was that bitch

She thinking that she ate

Ion think you ate up shit

Stinky achaar smelling bitch

I just hope you faint

Wake up to your baby

You can't even face it

Got my head aching

Shawty so clapped

Please don't even face me

You can't face it

Shawty basic

Shawty also kinda racist

Shawty can't even embrace it

Shawty taking glizzy

That's her daily basic

That's her daily craving

Why you talking shit about me

Nigga you stay fucken hating

Why that pussy boy be hating?

Talking bout money I make it

Talking shit lil bitch I'll shoot

Cause I got no time for debating

(Like)

I'm gon put a fucken fight

I'm with your mom in the Maybach

You know she tryna fuck tonight

And you know this is what I like

Cause now I live to take your life

I get the bag

In my pants

The extended mag

(Mag)

Kriss Vector mag keep that glock in my holster

(Stir)

I fucked your bitch in the back of my tesla roadster

(Stir)

They was in the dark

Brought the light like I'm solar

(Lar)

Your bitch drive me crazy like a rollercoaster

(Stir)

Niggas switch up like the weather bipolar

Kodeine what I sip

Made the cup holder a lil colder

Your bitch do what I say like I'm a PlayStation Controller

I spent ten bands on Monclear

Fucked your bitch her feet in the air

If we race I'm gon shoot the flare

I win the race then beat the case

Like bitch I'm reckless

Shoot your face

Then I erase

Like it's misplaced

Incase you haven't seen the trace

I'm going up I might hit space

That bitch really think she a ten

riding a tonka a Cayenne

Got that wockhardt in my system

You play you lay you're a victim

Gen Five Glock 23 My Pistol

Put God first like I am Islam

Life For Death I feel like I'm trading

Just like the news this shit devastating

(Devastating, devastating, devastating, devastating)

Ohh

Ohh My

Gosh

fuckklife4death

U-UD you made it

Nah Jack