Bxtchlxss Lyrics

[Intro]
Yea yea
Five AM in the morning and shit

[Verse 1]
Done convincing niggas this is where they need to be
Walk outside tear down the whole street
Money on the line
Devil on Facetime
Sun shine but it can't blind me
Seventeen when I told momma that I ain't coming back
Gotta move on gotta move out gotta move shit
True shit, When I come through no more asking who you is
At my new crib looking at new cribs
Never content
Dropped four hundred to peep Lauryn hill spit
Money well spent
Shit ain't been the same since
Nah we ain't in the same tense
You a has been
This shit ever lasting
Niggas got a thing for the raspy
Love how the ass sit up when them draws come down
Hate chocolate but he love this brown
On the southside why you ain't come round
I was on the chatline why you ain't press pound
(Damn hello)
This shit ain't been the same since...
Now im feeling like

[Hook]
You ain't got no bitches so you on my line now f*ck your good intentions all that hype done died down
You heard Im about my business now you wanna come round
Wanna come round
Now you wanna come round
You ain't got no bitches so you on my line now
f*ck your good intentions all that hype done died down
You heard Im about my business now you wanna come round
Wanna come round
Now you wanna come round

[Verse 2]
You ain't that low
No you ain't that low
Swear I done heard it before
When I get them O's
And you're there alone
Nigga dont bang on my door
Cuz you ain't that low low low

[Guitar Break]

[Verse 3]
Doe came then the hoes came
Couldn't last long as a no name
Hand one shot nigga on your Cobain
How you f*ck that up
I was down to my last luck
On TV with the tags tucked
Trying to get paid and shit
Talking that crazy shit
On the phone all day and shit trying to reach you
Now Ima teach you

[Hook]

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