[Intro]
Airbit-dot-com
Yo Rittchie, hit that shit
[Verse]
Yeah, ayy
Bitch I'm buggin' out (Ayy)
We was in the shits, we had to thug it out (Ayy)
We was hitting licks and you was in the house
You was blowing up your bitch and I was in her mouth
From the same hood, I see how you hate me
Gave my heart to the streets 'cause it made me
Shit, I got a lil' change but it ain't change me
Just doubled up my chains, keep that range where that thing be
Plotting on an opp 'cause I can't let a nigga stain me, you crazy
Niggas act like bitches, that ain't how my momma raised me
Two bands on kicks, so every show you gotta pay me
I'm tryna have a baby 'cause I feel like y'all gon' take me
Niggas hating I got monеy now (Airbit-dot-com)
Ain't no telling when it's coming now
I'm just prayin' evеry night that they don't gun me down
Tell her love me now 'cause I know niggas wanna do me foul
Ri-rding wit' a mop 'cause I ain't tryna see a box
My new PO got me pissin', I'm just tryna dodge the cops
On Delta wit' the gang, you know we posted on the block
Niggas hot 'cause we sell pop, sippin' on some drop
Bust a couple bands at Sax Fifth, I stay fly as fuck
Bitch on both lines hella thirsty tryna tie me up
In and out of town wit' the pack, boy, you ain't high as us
You ain't ride with us down in the trenches, you can't slide wit us
Really wit' the shits, this ain't no cap, how could I make it up?
Tryna touch an M, so lil' mama ain't no laying up
Niggas insecure, they act like hoes, man, that's soft as fuck (Airbit-dot-com)
Hating on a nigga 'cause I went and got my money up, ha
Niggas mad I got money now
Every time I take a flick, I break them hunnids out
Every bitch I couldn't hit wanna fuck me now
From my neck to my wrist, I'm gon' buss it down
Any nigga violate can get a hunnid rounds
Rugrats playin' wit' sticks, we gon' gun 'em down
We don't call 12, bitch, we thug it out
And I'll take a fed case 'cause I got money now
Airbit-dot-com
Yo Rittchie, hit that shit
[Verse]
Yeah, ayy
Bitch I'm buggin' out (Ayy)
We was in the shits, we had to thug it out (Ayy)
We was hitting licks and you was in the house
You was blowing up your bitch and I was in her mouth
From the same hood, I see how you hate me
Gave my heart to the streets 'cause it made me
Shit, I got a lil' change but it ain't change me
Just doubled up my chains, keep that range where that thing be
Plotting on an opp 'cause I can't let a nigga stain me, you crazy
Niggas act like bitches, that ain't how my momma raised me
Two bands on kicks, so every show you gotta pay me
I'm tryna have a baby 'cause I feel like y'all gon' take me
Niggas hating I got monеy now (Airbit-dot-com)
Ain't no telling when it's coming now
I'm just prayin' evеry night that they don't gun me down
Tell her love me now 'cause I know niggas wanna do me foul
Ri-rding wit' a mop 'cause I ain't tryna see a box
My new PO got me pissin', I'm just tryna dodge the cops
On Delta wit' the gang, you know we posted on the block
Niggas hot 'cause we sell pop, sippin' on some drop
Bust a couple bands at Sax Fifth, I stay fly as fuck
Bitch on both lines hella thirsty tryna tie me up
In and out of town wit' the pack, boy, you ain't high as us
You ain't ride with us down in the trenches, you can't slide wit us
Really wit' the shits, this ain't no cap, how could I make it up?
Tryna touch an M, so lil' mama ain't no laying up
Niggas insecure, they act like hoes, man, that's soft as fuck (Airbit-dot-com)
Hating on a nigga 'cause I went and got my money up, ha
Niggas mad I got money now
Every time I take a flick, I break them hunnids out
Every bitch I couldn't hit wanna fuck me now
From my neck to my wrist, I'm gon' buss it down
Any nigga violate can get a hunnid rounds
Rugrats playin' wit' sticks, we gon' gun 'em down
We don't call 12, bitch, we thug it out
And I'll take a fed case 'cause I got money now
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