Bad Lil Bitch ft. Why Mark & J DOMS Lyrics

Who the fuck is Why DOMS

I ain't wifeing no bitch

Till there's a bad lil bitch I need

I ain't smoking that shit no more

I smoke one now get geeked

Hit my side with the loaded nine

I was almost popped you see

Thanking my god I wasn't knocked off

I swat em all down like fleas

Stack em up like chips

If you need that cheddar

Better get up out my crib

I can't pay my rent

If you think you got it

Why you gawk at how they live

Praying to a profit

Can your God spare a rib

I ain't had no problem

Pushing pussies out the nest

If you wanna politic with me

You come with checks

I don't give a fuck what side you on

I'll shoot em all down like Tex

I don't really care what vibe you on

This year I'm coming necks

Necks huh necks huh

Quick bitch what's next huh

Run around the town with a gun and a tec

Like huh I ain't never had shit

Run around the town no gun on my hip

I told that lie y'all lie on the kid

I'll beat y'all ass like Sky in the pit

I ain't wifeing no bitch

Till there's a bad lil bitch I need

I ain't smoking that shit no more

I smoke one now get geeked

Hit my side with the loaded nine

I was almost popped you see

Thanking my god I wasn't knocked off

I swat em all down like fleas

Sliding round the city windows tinted

So prolific

Used to rock with Sky until I heard how he treat women

You can't find the balance

Life's a challenge not a given

Niggas want the album but I'm busy changing linens

My dogs from the kennel

Yo bitch for the block

Geek on instrumentals

You can't even rock

We make it look simple

Got your whole team looking hot

That's Crazy got it now

But wait til we come for the Crop

Rotted out my brain off Mary Jane

Ain't but a thang

Living in the dark because the Sun locked in a Cage

From the Deepest pits of hell cannot see me from Above

Black out from the Forces that were gifted by the Gunk

I ain't wifeing no bitch

Till there's a bad lil bitch I need

I ain't smoking that shit no more

I smoke one now get geeked

Hit my side with the loaded nine

I was almost popped you see

Thanking my god I wasn't knocked off

I swat em all down like fleas

Aaah too many caps too many clowns

Why are the colors so tactile ooh

Please just make them fade away

I don't wanna be here but I live here now

I've always lived here

And so have you

And so have you