On Yo Ass (Sideways Remix) ft. JT Lyrics

Mane, it's fuck you, ain't no friendly

And now I'm on that ass goofy bitch

They coming back reporting, heard enough bout you, bitch

Triflin' and phony, she a ho nasty bitch

She creepin' on her nigga, she a whole nasty bitch

Face is sitting pretty, but I'm lookin' at you stank

Shower with a rag, that's how I know ya pussy stank

Up and stuck now, don't give a fuck what you think

Up and stuck now, don't give a fuck what you think uh

Done sparing bitches that don't douche they P or exercise

You had the clap, then doubled back ain't take ya medicine

Bet she give you all of the brain, you know the head or sum?

Silly ho gone dance for the D, it ain't no vitamins

Uh, we know the pussy real loose

Fucking on a nigga, took you back up to the room

I'm talking bout Sabi, you probably had his baby too

You shoulda moved smarter when he admitted it to you

Uh, ay, you know I been way too silent

Dressing like an auntie, can this bitch get the stylist?

And beefing with who, bitch?

Guess you!

And who the baddest bitch?

Guess who

Mane, it's fuck you, ain't no friendly

And now I'm on that ass goofy bitch

They coming back reporting, heard enough bout you, bitch

Triflin' and phony, she a ho nasty bitch

She creepin' on her nigga, she a whole nasty bitch

Face is sittin' pretty, but I'm lookin' at you stank

Shower with a rag, that's how I know ya pussy stank

Up and stuck now, don't give a fuck what you think

Up and stuck now, don't give a fuck what you think uh

Ho, I ain't done yet, I'm on yo head, cannot stop

Another one coming, it's on the way, finna drop

And why you stepping out in some chanclas to the club?

And how you don't follow proper dress code from the club?

Uh, mmm

And then he came up in here pissy

Yo nigga

Thought he was a catch? He playing frisbee

The one that'd be down to fuck your friends?

Bitch you can miss me

Assuming I want him, hoe you snortin' Bobby and Whitney

So how you thought you pressin' me, press that nigga instead

And how you thought you smarter than me, ain't givin' no head

And how I'm supposed to trust you, I ain't in your closest friends

You know this hoe is dirty, probably start an OnlyFans

You had braces for two years and then yo gap came back

Heard that he don't like fucking her cause her cat game whack

I really didn't ask for shit, a nigga asked you for a dollar

You so worried bout yo nigga, then go get his ass a collar

And you crying bout a message on my soul, I didn't see it

Whatever you thinking, or you heard, yeah bitch, believe it

I don't want no sorry, lil' bitch, forever treason

Keep playin' them games, Angie bitch, you'll be depleted uh

You know I been way to silent

Dressing like a auntie, can this bitch get a stylist?