How Much I Cost YUNG KITT KATT & HOODRAT SPICE

[Verse 1: Hoodrat Spice]
Got money (Money)
But I ain't care, no
I keep a pistol up incase a bitch is very close (Pistol)
Threes up, ice cold
You still rapping? I heard you forty years old (Damn)
I'm tripping on an extra atom (Atom)
Keep a nigga up, we in the car, keep going at 'em (At 'em)
Slight work, push a couple
Fuck relationships, man, fuck couples
I'm gonna keep a couple bad bitches (Bad bitches)
They yellow-bones, red-bones, white girls in the business
I'm just dissin' in this bitch, I'm consulting
I'm real hot, Sahara desert (Desert)
Now who the fuck are you to me? (Who)
Have a bitch clean my pipes, gynecology (I'm tryna)
Abuse a nigga, scientology (Ma)
These girls Katy Perry, part of me (Damn)

[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
And if this bitch actin' up, I take her down
Gun's automatic, pull it out, don't make a sound
I might seem like a lost bitch
But wait 'til you hear how much I cost, bitch
And if this bitch actin' up, I take her down
Gun's automatic, pull it out, don't make a sound
I might seem like a lost bitch
But wait 'til you hear how much I cost, bitch