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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Adan Aldana
Songwriter
Lyrics
If I got a problem I'm sticking around in the mud I won't move til it's solved
I make shorty sick in the tummy 'cuz I'm going dummy and they lookin appalled
I'm chillin with friends they tuckin a 10 hold up
Opportunity just called
'Cuz I got a tip on some starts for the market I said it's bout time that I balled
Bitch
Bitches is rancid they carry diseases
She got an arch like she doing trapezes
I keep forgetting to pray to Jesus
Probably why all the evil repeatin
She give me brain like she dissecting
I'm trynna make this shit work I'm netting
Odds in my favor 'lil homie I'm betting
Odds in my favor I'm-hold up
There's this one fucker he getting to me if I get him alone he get tech and a 9
I told her that I want 10 minutes with her once but I saw that ass I need extra time
Grindin and bumpin we both in the backseat we making love like we both gonna die
Mascara be running I'm pulling her bun and she tell me she love it when I get inside
All of them basic im going thru s shit
But i promise I'm aiming it right at the top
These bitches is hating we isn't relating it's clear that you blatantly selling out shop
Ice on her neck and this ice on her wrist need a chauffeur carrying a mop
We roll up on you middle of day But all that you hear is that chamber go pop
Bitch don't need you hoes don't need you fakers
Heart bleed gold like LA lakers
You read that shit on the paper?
Huh huh
I sent em to go meet their maker
25k my rent
15k I spent
On jewelry hoes clothes and mo
All of em boutta get bent
Yo, ain't no way this 150, 5'9, skinny ass, curly fry, looking ass, head ass, talking bout me bro
B-B-Bitch
Bitches is rancid they carry diseases
She got an arch like she doing trapezes
I keep forgetting to pray to Jesus
Probably why all the evil repeatin
She give me brain like she dissecting
I'm trynna make this shit work I'm netting
Odds in my favor 'lil homie I'm betting
Odds in my favor I'm-hold up
There's this one fucker he getting to me if I get him alone he get tech and a 9
I told her that I want 10 minutes with her once but I saw that ass I need extra time
Grindin and bumpin we both in the backseat we making love like we both gonna die
Mascara be running I'm pulling her bun and she tell me she love it when I get inside uh
Damn
Writer(s): Anthony Aldana
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