Fuck A Bitch ft. SXAVO X Lyrics

Hold up, we back at it again, we gon' spin again

I don't fuck with niggas, I don't got no friends

Fuck a bitch, uh, fuck a bitch, uh

Fuck a bitch, uh, fuck a bitch, uh

Fuck a bitch and I don't even

Fuck a bitch, uh, I don't even wanna

Fuck a bitch, I don't even want a relationship

She got a good brain, yeah, she got a scholarship

You ain't no real trapper, nigga, you ain't never flipped a zip

My pants keep fallin' cause I got this pole on my hip

All I carry is blue strips, yeah, my money crip

My ar gon' turn him into a gymnast, it's gon' make him flip

She wanna have my kids, but I'ma put em on her lip Big chopper in my pants, I hit that old man limp

I'ma fuck the bitch for free, I can never be a simp

I send these shots for free, I'll make a nigga dip

I'll double up my cup, all I do is sip

Nigga hatin' on me, I told the nigga to fall in line

I'm married to the game, I don't even need a bribe

I gotta cold heart, that's why I keep the fire

I guess he a easter egg cause he gon' die

My bitch fuckin' a bitch, yeah, I like my bitches bi

Even if I'm under oath, I'ma still, lie

Alright, you just, alright

You just took a click of that fit, take that shit off

Reminiscing bout the past, it's time to take a lift off

Freestyle up on the mic, I like to shit talk

I'm in my room, chillin', cooking up a method

For my swipe, cheated on my bitch with a hoes

She didn't do it right, scammed a couple fiends

With fake perks, now they wanna fight

Bro was tryna plug off fake drugs told him that's too much

Stared at me and told me, man, that shit is not enough

The fent pills, be cheap but it's still not adding up

I can go broke, give me 30 and a phone, I'll run it up

You still on that broke shit, it's time to run it up

I started with a dub and I'm still stacking up

Posting pocket change, you ain't really moving up

You know what I wanna know, it's how, how the fuck did you

How the fuck you got a beam on the gun but you still miss

If my shooter don't shoot, I'ma be real pissed

Switch the flow up, I already know I'm gon' be rich, rich

You only getting money by being a snitch, bitch

You ain't hit no licks I'm sitting down all to myself

Thinking how I'm gon' get rich, I don't need a bitch to do shit unless it's fraud checks

I'm not even talking about rap, but I'm up next

Double tapping, yeah, I'm fucking on my ex

I don't want the sex, I just want the neck

Aiming at his head if he got a vest

Took care of my dogs, I guess that make me a vet

I would've upped the pole if I was Craig

He leaving internet threats, I'ma leave his ass dead

She texting my phone, talking bout I love you, I left her on read

The birds come when you start getting bread

This glock like a mechanical pencil, It got plenty of lead