Yea Bitch ft. Yea Yea Man Lyrics

Yeah you prolly got access to a strap

But it ain't yours

It's your big brothers

I had to cut some n***** off

Cause they was dick suckers

White or black I ain't gone

Judge you by your skin color

A big chopper and it pack a punch

I call it kick stomper

B****, hey, they don't hear me though

I had to break up wit my ex

She was a silly ho

She call my phone I hit decline

And text I'm busy ho

Hey, what you doing

Going to see a man about a billy goat

Every n**** think they da toughest

Until you got to show them

You pull a strap out on a n****

Now you got to blow them

He was your boy back in the day

But now you got to ho him

When it's some snakes up in that grass

You know you got to mow them, B****

Like bad breath I got some s*** to talk

If she don't suck me in the whip

I bet the B**** a walk

And if she call her n****

Like future I bet this stick a talk

She ain't turn me on

So I left her in the past

And now I'm getting off

Now why all of a sudden you acting

Like you don't know me

Knowing damn well, in the hotel

You sucked up me and Brodie

Different hotels, but I won't tell

Cause she ain't met real before me

And she spotted me at coney

Damn I wish she would've told me

B****, your mans pussy

I think he transgender

He gotta bad temper, like boneless chicken

That Wo, man tender

He be with his sisters

I can tell he sissy by his hand gestures

He think he with it

I bet he fold under bad pressure, B****

Yeah Yeah Yeah B****

Yeah Yeah Yeah B****

Yeah Yeah Yeah B****

Yeah Yeah Yeah B**** Yeah

She told me turn off the lights

She hate me staring

When she suck me off

B**** seen the gator on my feet

Thought I was in Lacoste

Hell no these Mauri's little baby

Brung back the sauce

Three fifty at the minimum

The max the rent of a loft

Yeah b**** you wanna cash in with the bank

Go deposit you a body

Show me you can catch some rank

Never mind f*** that

Can't trust a n**** that ain't bank

If them crackers come and get him

He might let the ship sank

N**** turn L D, they don't know how to think

I gotta do it then f*** it

In them bushes I'm a plank

You hear that Rat tat tat tat ta

Would've thought I spoke of foreign lang

Yeah b**** it ain't a game

I'm scoring like Calvin came, B****

I know some n*****

They gone yell about that paper

Cut your head off for them gators

Spin the block about that baby

Young n**** came from the trenches

Now n**** all up on stages

These b***** they want to f*** me

They thinking that I done made it

I ain't make it, I just hoped in my bag

Cause n***** hating

F*** a n***** we stay strapped up

N**** ain't talking navy

Want a feature from the B*** B***

N**** you gotta pay it

Ham a n**** out that cheese

Tell a n**** it's bacon

When it's time to go war

You n**** go on vacation

We hitting these n***** blocks

You n***** can't even claim it

We running from all the cops

Them b***** say that we dangerous

We posted up in the spot

With crack and all the bangers

Yeah Yeah Yeah B****

Yeah Yeah Yeah B****

Yeah Yeah Yeah B****

Yeah Yeah Yeah B**** Yeah