Gangsta Bitch

Yeah

I fuck with her, she one of one, yeah she my gangsta bitch

She hold my gun and keep it quiet, on no messy shit

I'm a bad influence, her friends keep telling her to get away from me

I play the game, but sometimes got me thinkin' you was made for me

Told her, "I'm too in the mix"

But I won't go for none

Trying to catch me out in traffic, boy you trippin', Imma' pop my gun

I tell her all the time, "just hold it down they come and lock me up"

I'm off these drugs, she like me better when I'm sobered up

Yeah all type of different money, it get stuck inside this bankroll