B!TCH PLEASE Lyrics

Bitch please. It's our time I put that on me, They kopy the style that's OD, you chasin the high tryna fien

Bitch please. i gotta trick up my sleeve, stop gassin it know you on e, The head of this shit I'm the Sheikh

Bitch please. It's our time I put that on me, They kopy the style that's OD, you chasin the high tryna fien

Bitch please. i gotta trick up my sleeve, stop gassin it know you on e, The head of this shit I'm the Sheikh

Pressed. Neat.

my money if you tryna hand it to me

Rick James wit a vibe tryna go super freak

Lesssgo to Ibiza brought sand to the beach

Bitch. Please.

Can't pull 2 the show less the you payin the fee

They all gotta price man a nothing for free

Since a juvenile I was 4 hunnit degrees

U studied my style but how I'm the 1 geeked

U can't walk in my shoes I Margiela'd my feet

I been Pretty boy thuggin feel like lil b

Rock da Camouflage bucket feel like master p

Outline her curves like that'sa masterpiece

Run up my check working on my physique

Lil buddy just old I can't call em OG

Might pop appeal now I think I'm *NSYNC

Fuck around and you can find out

It's on me it's my time now

I can't give em life let em die out

So I hope you ready for the ride now

Fuck around and you can find out

It's on me it's my time now

I can't give em life let em die out

So I hope you ready for the ride now

Bitch please. It's our time I put that on me, They kopy the style that's OD, you chasin the high tryna fien

Bitch please. i gotta trick up my sleeve, stop gassin it know you on e, The head of this shit I'm the Sheikh

Bitch please. It's our time I put that on me, They kopy the style that's OD, you chasin the high tryna fien

Bitch please. i gotta trick up my sleeve, stop gassin it know you on e, The head of this shit I'm the Sheikh

Bitch please. It's our time I put that on me, They kopy the style that's OD, you chasin the high tryna fien

Bitch please. i gotta trick up my sleeve, stop gassin it know you on e, The head of this shit I'm the Sheikh

In a foreign car on the fast track

I'm the first up get the last laugh

I get real love they don't have that

I got real ties imma class act

Felt real pain but I mask that

Felt real hate I out last that

Strap match the fit nigga matte black

Keep a brrd brrd nigga back back

Why you tryna front you can't back track

We can't live forever better act fast

Ain't no competition bitch we pass that

My whole team winning like we track stats

Imma outkast daddy fat sax

And my shorty bad she real brat

For my loved ones I'll crash fast

Keep a brrd brrd nigga back back

I hear em talk shit I don't take it Personal

Kill yo whole klik yea I get you a Hearse or 2

Just hit my zelle and I'll get you a Verse or 2

Shot with my left I'm just keepin it Versatile

Mind is a weapon they can't see the Arsenal

Life is a Rodeo bitch this ain't no Carnival

I got em sick like they stuck in a Vertigo

Kross me it's over but don't take it Personal

Bitch please. It's our time I put that on me, They kopy the style that's OD, you chasin the high tryna fien

Bitch please. i gotta trick up my sleeve, stop gassin it know you on e, The head of this shit I'm the Sheikh