CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : R C X D


You on that b*t*h sh*t, n***a b*t*h sh*t (b*t*h sh*t)
b*t*h sh*t, n***a, b*t*h sh*t, You on that b*t*h sh*t
b*t*h sh*t, n***a b*t*h sh*t, you on that b*t*h sh*t
b*t*h sh*t, n***a b*t*h sh*t, you on that b*t*h sh*t


b*t*hes getting angry, n***as getting jealous
n***as fighting at my shows, hoes arguing in my comments
Money, baby yoyo, I’m a star, sh*tting on em
Getting to the money like a boss, where my office
I ain’t got one hoe tryna tell me bout my confidence
Pulled up to the spot, tie me off like a [?]
Slide up to the top, look me in the eyes honey
I can’t feel my legs, b*t*h, I can’t feel my arms
Guap got me walking with a limp
Squad beating on they chest, they lookin like chimps
I got Modern Warfare aim, n***a dip, fore I blip
Send 30 million shots from the clip
Some of these rappers said they hate me holy sh*t
They say they hate me but I don’t ever see them b*t*hes
Rest in peace Fred, boy I know he waiting on me
But I got bands I plan on bringing up to him