Y.N.T.B. ft. Prince Delon Lyrics

Cue my music, for a bitch

Mylezz music, for a bitch

Close the curtains, on that bitch

Drop, drop the curtains on a bitch

I'll stop a speech, on a bitch

I don't want to hear that shit

You are not that bitch

You're not that bitch

Tell me what your point is nigga?

Why the fuck you still

Standing right here nigga?

Waiting for a bitch

To give you one mo' chance

But ain't no Biggie in this bitch

Or no faith in you nigga

How the fuck you think

You fuckin' up and still staying?

Why the fuck you think

A nigga like me playing

When I been cooped up

Barely in tune, when you be tuned up

Still gooned up

Over there shits rough

I don't give a fuck

Peace be still with me

You can't be real with me

And you still want to stray?

I won't bark with a pup

One shock will mute you up

Now your shit is by the door

You see them jaws drop

It's all games when keys change

Like fuck the padlocks

What you won't do

The next nigga will

And it's fuck how you feel

I ain't bending at your will

Cue my music, for a bitch

Mylezz music, for a bitch

Close the curtains, on that bitch

Drop, drop the curtains on a bitch

I'll stop a speech, on a bitch

I don't want to hear that shit

You are not that bitch

You're not that bitch

Hol' up

He think I give a fuck

What he feel like?

He know I keep a glock tucked

In my pillow (light)

Since he want to switch

Don't want to act right

I bet I book a flight

So many midnights

You know that I don't even sleep

Unless it's airtight

Cam then, see them

I'll shoot a foe or a friend nigga

Bitch when, did I fold on you?

Bone collector

So many skullies for you

Shake that shit off of me

Gotta them snakes off of me

You don't know what it cost for me

Bitches be linking with opps

Don't text or call, y'all cops

Open the trunk, chops

Broomsticks and mops

You ain't even see me coming

I'm like a ninja, in all black

Baby come outside and stop running

Me and my bitches ain't hearing that

We gone put hands and feet on that

You know?

Lay a nigga down, on a twister mat

Wait

Ain't that two birds with one stone

The way he been talking, it's on

See now I got to bring that shit

To the streets

When lines get drawn

Just park, and release

Bitch you ain't seasoned enough for me

Bitch you ain't put in that work

But want features from me?

I'm sleep

Cue my music for a bitch

Close the curtains on that bitch

I'll stop a speech on bitch

You're not that bitch