screw tht bih Lyrics

Shits kind of tough

(growling)

(Huh-huh) screw that bitch (huh-huh) like who that bih (huh)

She got cellulite, I love that shit, I fuck that bih (huh)

I got stripes on my chest, bih i do that shit

I-I'm the general of the nation, my stick got hits

Like why this nigga just text my bitch?

Ni-nigga just text my bitch? (Huh)

Get out my face, g-gotta stick, I'm using it

In the back of a chevy going too fast, I'm bruising it

Got-gotta brand new bitch, I fuck I fuck, I'm doing it

Bitch I'm in the studio, I'm tryna gut that beat

I-I got fucking pistol, I'm tryna kill that beat (huh)

I ain't even use my lyrics yet, lyrics yet, lyrics yet

I can't even find her, and she fine yuh (Huh-huh)

I wanna fuck on that bitch, I'm tryna die yeah

I'm tryna pop the Percocet, I wanna d-die yeah (Huh)

If you seen what i seen oh you would cry yeah

okay

Shout out all the ladies on the West side

But I want all the bitches on the East side

I just wan fuck that hoe, she show her freak side

We in the telly laid up, just watching tv

Yeah, I'm a creature in the night, yeah that my real side

We out in Boston, n-no we ain't stopping

Smoking on dope, keep cough, keep c

(Coughing)