It's 2boot Bitch Lyrics

Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga, I'm back in my mode, nigga, fuck you talkin' about, nigga

Back in that element, nigga, this for all you bitch-ass niggas that been hatin', nigga

All you soft-ass, puss-ass niggas, man, you know what I'm sayin'

2Boot don't give a fuck about nothin', man, you know what I'm sayin'

Feel me? 2Boot strapped up like a Dyke , you know what I'm sayin'

I just sent my brother a kite, nigga, I just hop on the beat ion even write nigga grr

It's 2Boot, bitch, get hit with the boot stick

Nigga talkin' crazy, bitch, that chopper got a cooling kit

And I fucked your bitch, she say, 2Boot, you gotta ruler dick

I told her bitch to come pull up, she tryna see a nigga dick-pick

All these niggas hatin', boy, go get some money, please get off my dick

Know you is a bitch, you pillow-talkin', and you still ain't hit

Know I got the sauce, if I run down, then I never miss

Know my diamonds dancin' in the club, she wanna take a pic

Know I'm poppin' out, I got these diamonds ion even need a fit

I wear these teeth just like they permanent, I know it make these niggas sick

I'ma coach it like I'm Tomlin, you know I gotta send a blitz

Damn

If he a opp, you know he gettin' hit

In my arsenal, got scraps for real, you know I got a Ruger, bitch

Damn

Yeah, you know we tryna shoot a bitch

Pop up on they block and take a risk, just like we ran commit

Damn

If it's smoke, you know we handle it

Kick a nigga doe and beat his ass, I can't even stand to keep

I be fuckin' on your mama, man, my dick, she can't even handle it

I'm kinda ruthless on the beat, but to these ladies, I'm a gentleman

And your boyfriend, he a runner, man, that nigga just a middleman

Told that bitch to join the team, you know we really havin' motion, man

And if a nigga playin' with my money, then we gotta kill a man

It's always funny till we start shootin', chopper hold a hundred

Fuck the school, bitch, I'm skippin', boy, they think I am a dummy

I'm breakin' rules, I here gettin' money, boy, I ain't a dummy

I can cap without sellin' gas, bitch, I wouldn't have nothing

You could ask the team, when I got here, I was lookin' bummy

They payin' niggas hella money, so I had to get some money

This ain't NIL, got it by myself

Know these niggas wanna hand out, man, these niggas need some help

I could scrap a nigga down, I could climb up on a shelf

And I be smokin' all this gas, they ask me how I keep my breath

I'm the type to catch a pick and throw the ball right at the ref

Catch a opp, we take him to the dungeon, scrap him to the chair

I'm the type to catch a cheat and then I wouldn't even care

These hoes wild, takin' trips, they fuckin' niggas everywhere

Know if she lookin' good, I'm spittin' game, ain't the type to stare

I don't even want your number, pull up to the crib, I'm gettin' in there

Ha-ha-ha, hey, man, MBM in this bitch, man

2Boot the motherfuckin' don, nigga