MISFIT Lyrics

Ain't no kids shit, Niggas send the drops we the way there

Need a rich bitch, Bitches droppin' tops and underwear

Yeah we got big sticks, don't miss shit Them shots go through your hair

On some real shit, we misfits

But I don't even care, yeah

Ion give a fuck bout pussy, that shit don't move me

Fuckin' that hoe she a groupie Yeah, I just woke up to a tool piece

Yeah, I got them racks in my ksubi's, yeah

Fuckin' wit us cause she know I got cake

Sorry, little bitch, I can't go on no date

But just for the night I might call you my bae

Yeah, mama said I'ma be great

Mama, yeah, you would be proud of the shit that I'm doing, I'm paving the way

And these niggas keep hittin' my line askin' me how I'm doing, these niggas is gay

But I don't really pay em' no mind

When they ask how I'm doing, said I'm doing great, yeah, yeah

Stand on my money like Uzi Vert

Hitting my line with the coochie squirt

Yeah, I know they love how I do em' so dirt

Yeah, I know they love how I do em' so slime

These bitches want dick, put it all in they spine

Bust down my wrist, give a fuck bout the time

He ain't talking bout racks, man, I know that he lying

Don't worry about me, bitch, I got it

Hunnid racks, sit in my pocket

Popped these perks man I can't stop it

Niggas is dumb don't no use no logic

Heart so numb I feel like dying

Bussin' off these shrooms I'm crying

Said I love you, bitch, I'm lying woah

Yeah they tell me I've been acting out

This shit, niggas doin' for clout

Niggas don't really be what they bout, yeah

And the shit that's coming out they mouth

But these niggas talking out they neck

You know I got shooters from the south

We gon' put some money on your head

Get em gone, that's a fuck nigga

Really, I don't give a fuck, nigga

I'm just worried bout my bucks, nigga

Cappin' talking bout you, bust triggers

Smoke a nigga like a one-hitter

Bullets, all I need is one, nigga

Gas punching through my lungs, nigga

Doing better and my guns, bigger

I'm stuck in my ways, yeah I just been stuck in my ways

Sorry girl yeah, no I can't change

I been smoking gas, going insane

In the Hellcat, whole different lane

Where the hoes at? Calling my name

Niggas know that, shit ain't no game

Keep a pole strapped, taking they name

Ain't no kids shit, Niggas send the drops we the way there

Need a rich bitch, Bitches droppin' tops and underwear

Yeah we got big sticks, don't miss shit Them shots go through your hair

On some real shit, we misfits

But I don't even care, yeah