Bad Bitches In The Lobby Lyrics

I get super booted, levitating off this pressure pack

Soon as I burst down the foreign dro then I sparking up the black

Plenty things I could do to these jokers but I ain't rapping that

The way I jump ahead of these niggas, I is a acrobat

Soon as I hit I tell that lil bitch diddo

Goofy niggas claim they hittin on shit but they ain't on drills though

Drop the lo, we slide straight we ain't need no detour

She think she running psych on a G then she gotta try some more

I can't never chase no bitch nor I could never love no whore

Cleaning up this rap game just like a nigga doing chores

Drop a deuce in my cup until I can't sip no more

These niggas clicking up so much, I hear they tryna recruit God

Posted in the sitchy, whatever you want we got it

Soon as the P get send this way, we break it down and divide it

If it's two, we leaving none and that's some quick mathematics

Ya hoe ain't even my speed no more lil folks 'cause I done had it

Intense defense, ya can't cross me

Slide to the telly, bad bitches in the lobby

They fiending for top figures and I just can't get 'em off me

She on her red stuff but I ain't trippin just want her top me

I never ran from no nigga, only some stray dogs

This nigga known for running lips, Sonic hedgehog

I staying ten toes even if you cut my legs off

Big head huncho even if you cut my head off

Could smell the loud off my attire, spray the deads off

Just start growing out my hair, I tryna get some dreadlocks

Throwing bullets like football, I tryna be a Seahawk

I can't kiss a eater, we just can't never lip lock

He sippin on benadryl, acting like he fucking sip wock

Reaching for what's on my neck could get ya head lift off

She say I like ya style Sheedo

She say you the one for me

She say I like how you be moving through so comfortably

Say anything you want me do bae I'll do it for you

But I ain't loving on these hoes, just want her drive these packs through

Say Ise a dog but ya can't put no leash on me

They only round for when I make it, they want feast off me

Online dissing ain't gone even get a tweet from me

I done know niggas be straight fans, they want feats from me

Say they running with demons, nigga I run with real zombies

I know niggas mad they can't get no rest in peace off me

Straight up out the gutter, no one can't take the streets out me

But you won't know 'cause I don't show that

'Cause that shit really deep in my brain

She say she ain't a side but I ain't remember her being main

Real nigga any day of the week, bey I gone still be the same

Y'all know how it go bey, this shit hot, motherfuck this a stain