B!tch Shoppin ft. K. Sebastian Lyrics

Ayy, I see they peep the way I'm rockin', tryna knock it but they can't

Bad bitch give me noggin', told her put it in my hand

And I think this bitch from rockin', I can take it to the land

Out in the H, hundred degrees, but I'm still cool in the fan

What you sayin', well it's like 30 to get in, might throw a band

I'm like, fuck it with your man, ain't doin' just know I can

Said she fuckin' with my music, I'ma pass to my mans

And I'm steppin' in exclusive, baby, we don't do the Vans

These is Rick O, I'd be mad till she sing my song

How the bitch know, used to rap to my mom

Now I got some big shows, why she tryna say she from AZ

But she from Fresno, why keep around if she gon' choose

Let her choose, let the bitch go

We don't know that, man, why would we let you in the func

We don't know your clan, baby, I need y'all, I can't hold your hand

Think you need to find a nerd, baby, ain't you heard

Lately bought the uhh, we tryna sip the pain

Play this lil' bitch, then give her a hug like it's okay

Brody, that is not in a wokhardt, that's Minute Maid

Baby, I'm just here to have fun, let's get that straight

Now she fuckin' with the next man, I'm on the next, bitch

Out in L.A. with this bitch, Pearl necklace

B.B. Simon on me, had it tight and this ain't Texas

Slidin' to the funk, I get it jumpin' like I pressed X

Bitch, we bout to get it poppin', you can catch me on Rodeo

Cuz, bitch, I'm star shoppin', don't compare me to the rest

Cuz, all y'all, albums floppin', I'm just killin' rap game

Like my name was John Stockton, give a fuck about my ex

Bitch, I'm movin' to the next, I ain't worried bout these bitches

Cuz I only want the check, doin' so well, ho, I ain't gotta flex

All this ice on my neck, bout to leave you bitches wet

Heard your nigga tellin' lies, you go R2 like a gun shootin

Block your bitch ass like Odell with a spike move

You be tryna ride my wave, I leave your ass behind

Give a fuck about the money, bitch, it's all about my time

I ain't worried bout shit, long as my nigga's doin' fine

I don't do the phone calls, just to hear your bitch ass cry

Cut your ass up, leave you bald like you Caillou

Don't say we homies, lil' nigga, I don't like you

Got a 50 piece on me, right now, bitch, I might shoot

Watch who you trust, cuz these niggas just might spike you

It's a cold world,They'll, like some dog food

Shoutout to the ones who still ride, we gon' be up soon

Ayy, we gon' be up soon

We gon' eat you like some dog food

Ayy, Soto X Slimmy , stay tuned, we droppin' soon, man