(2EXOTICC)
(Bitches suckin' balls, yall might as well go get ah..)
(Mhm, RF.. alright, mhm, yea)
All you niggas bitches you a skittle hoppin' cliques
Tryna diss behind my back this choppa put you in the mix
And bitch my pimp hand strong, so I might smack you in yo shit
Say you addicted to the za, but you can't even cop a zip
Bitch I feel like DBC I grab a bitch I'm on that tip
I caught a rat wit choppa cheese, nigga shoulda closed his lips
Boy I got aim without a beam this bitch is not a hit or miss
All that cappin' like you cookin' you ain never seen a brick
Yea, Why you f*ckin' all these hoes?
Because I can nigga
Why you always f*ckin' broke?
Go up a band nigga
Always askin' bitches for some money close yo hands nigga
Betta quit the za, 'cause it'll prolly make yo band bigger
I keep f*ckin' all these hoes because I can, huh?
You keep runnin' from the bros because you scared, huh?
Choppa leave him sleep like some fet, he got a lead high
Them niggas cannot come around my circle cause they on fed time
Wake up, feel like takin' niggas bitches, i'm on timin' nigga
And yo hoe just hit me back she on timin' wit me
Backstroke, Michael in her shit, cause i'm diving in it
And if you crashin' out bout it the switchy missin' at 5 percentage
Let me call up RFN, Aye my niggas what we on
I know bro ain tryna bang, because we put shit on the floor
I'm tryna put shit in a pack so I could puff it wit the bros
You niggas hoes, come on the 9 and we can tally up the score
BSB ain tryna spin so I can put them niggas down
And Jayvoun, you happy bout being a snake, it make you proud
But you a bitch behind a blick thats why I don't f*ck wit you now
My choppa bang like 808s it hit yo whip and make it bounce
It hit yo whip and make sure that you do not live to see the sun, huh
You's a bitch, I up the blick and see you run, ohh you the same one who had 4 of yall just to jump but then you didn't land a hit,
And almost put inside a blunt
Prolly mix you wit some cookie or gelato, maybe runtz
Them niggas kicked me outta school, my shit was reakin' from the crud
She wanna f*ck on RFN she brought her friends to show us love
Lil brody, you can chill, dont want your hoe cause she a dub
I send the crack to yo block
They finna leave a couple zombies on it
New blick, prolly finna go and put a couple bodies on it
I got yo bitch up in my phone, I told her meet me up there by the Coney Island
Pull up in a alley, f*ck her in a stoley
I ain from the Raq, but foe nem finna blam sum
My niggas comin like the purge and all we scream is redrum
I'm tryna hop on the E-way 'cause I just seen the feds come
She askin' bout the otger bitches, I just keep on sayin' huh?
Yea, Why you always f*ckin' hoes?
Because I can nigga
Why you always f*ckin' broke?
Go up a band nigga
Always askin' bitches for some money close yo hands nigga
Betta quit the za, 'cause it'll prolly make yo band bigger
I keep f*ckin' all these hoes because I can, huh?
You keep runnin' from the bros because you scared, huh?
Choppa leave him sleep like some fet, he got a lead high
Them niggas cannot come around my circle they on..
2EXOTICC
(Yea, yea, yeaa, RFN SHII)
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(2EXOTICC)
(Bitches suckin' balls, yall might as well go get ah..)
(Mhm, RF.. alright, mhm, yea)
All you niggas bitches you a skittle hoppin' cliques
Tryna diss behind my back this choppa put you in the mix
And bitch my pimp hand strong, so I might smack you in yo shit
Say you addicted to the za, but you can't even cop a zip
Bitch I feel like DBC I grab a bitch I'm on that tip
I caught a rat wit choppa cheese, nigga shoulda closed his lips
Boy I got aim without a beam this bitch is not a hit or miss
All that cappin' like you cookin' you ain never seen a brick
Yea, Why you f*ckin' all these hoes?
Because I can nigga
Why you always f*ckin' broke?
Go up a band nigga
Always askin' bitches for some money close yo hands nigga
Betta quit the za, 'cause it'll prolly make yo band bigger
I keep f*ckin' all these hoes because I can, huh?
You keep runnin' from the bros because you scared, huh?
Choppa leave him sleep like some fet, he got a lead high
Them niggas cannot come around my circle cause they on fed time
Wake up, feel like takin' niggas bitches, i'm on timin' nigga
And yo hoe just hit me back she on timin' wit me
Backstroke, Michael in her shit, cause i'm diving in it
And if you crashin' out bout it the switchy missin' at 5 percentage
Let me call up RFN, Aye my niggas what we on
I know bro ain tryna bang, because we put shit on the floor
I'm tryna put shit in a pack so I could puff it wit the bros
You niggas hoes, come on the 9 and we can tally up the score
BSB ain tryna spin so I can put them niggas down
And Jayvoun, you happy bout being a snake, it make you proud
But you a bitch behind a blick thats why I don't f*ck wit you now
My choppa bang like 808s it hit yo whip and make it bounce
It hit yo whip and make sure that you do not live to see the sun, huh
You's a bitch, I up the blick and see you run, ohh you the same one who had 4 of yall just to jump but then you didn't land a hit,
And almost put inside a blunt
Prolly mix you wit some cookie or gelato, maybe runtz
Them niggas kicked me outta school, my shit was reakin' from the crud
She wanna f*ck on RFN she brought her friends to show us love
Lil brody, you can chill, dont want your hoe cause she a dub
I send the crack to yo block
They finna leave a couple zombies on it
New blick, prolly finna go and put a couple bodies on it
I got yo bitch up in my phone, I told her meet me up there by the Coney Island
Pull up in a alley, f*ck her in a stoley
I ain from the Raq, but foe nem finna blam sum
My niggas comin like the purge and all we scream is redrum
I'm tryna hop on the E-way 'cause I just seen the feds come
She askin' bout the otger bitches, I just keep on sayin' huh?
Yea, Why you always f*ckin' hoes?
Because I can nigga
Why you always f*ckin' broke?
Go up a band nigga
Always askin' bitches for some money close yo hands nigga
Betta quit the za, 'cause it'll prolly make yo band bigger
I keep f*ckin' all these hoes because I can, huh?
You keep runnin' from the bros because you scared, huh?
Choppa leave him sleep like some fet, he got a lead high
Them niggas cannot come around my circle they on..
2EXOTICC
(Yea, yea, yeaa, RFN SHII)
(Bitches suckin' balls, yall might as well go get ah..)
(Mhm, RF.. alright, mhm, yea)
All you niggas bitches you a skittle hoppin' cliques
Tryna diss behind my back this choppa put you in the mix
And bitch my pimp hand strong, so I might smack you in yo shit
Say you addicted to the za, but you can't even cop a zip
Bitch I feel like DBC I grab a bitch I'm on that tip
I caught a rat wit choppa cheese, nigga shoulda closed his lips
Boy I got aim without a beam this bitch is not a hit or miss
All that cappin' like you cookin' you ain never seen a brick
Yea, Why you f*ckin' all these hoes?
Because I can nigga
Why you always f*ckin' broke?
Go up a band nigga
Always askin' bitches for some money close yo hands nigga
Betta quit the za, 'cause it'll prolly make yo band bigger
I keep f*ckin' all these hoes because I can, huh?
You keep runnin' from the bros because you scared, huh?
Choppa leave him sleep like some fet, he got a lead high
Them niggas cannot come around my circle cause they on fed time
Wake up, feel like takin' niggas bitches, i'm on timin' nigga
And yo hoe just hit me back she on timin' wit me
Backstroke, Michael in her shit, cause i'm diving in it
And if you crashin' out bout it the switchy missin' at 5 percentage
Let me call up RFN, Aye my niggas what we on
I know bro ain tryna bang, because we put shit on the floor
I'm tryna put shit in a pack so I could puff it wit the bros
You niggas hoes, come on the 9 and we can tally up the score
BSB ain tryna spin so I can put them niggas down
And Jayvoun, you happy bout being a snake, it make you proud
But you a bitch behind a blick thats why I don't f*ck wit you now
My choppa bang like 808s it hit yo whip and make it bounce
It hit yo whip and make sure that you do not live to see the sun, huh
You's a bitch, I up the blick and see you run, ohh you the same one who had 4 of yall just to jump but then you didn't land a hit,
And almost put inside a blunt
Prolly mix you wit some cookie or gelato, maybe runtz
Them niggas kicked me outta school, my shit was reakin' from the crud
She wanna f*ck on RFN she brought her friends to show us love
Lil brody, you can chill, dont want your hoe cause she a dub
I send the crack to yo block
They finna leave a couple zombies on it
New blick, prolly finna go and put a couple bodies on it
I got yo bitch up in my phone, I told her meet me up there by the Coney Island
Pull up in a alley, f*ck her in a stoley
I ain from the Raq, but foe nem finna blam sum
My niggas comin like the purge and all we scream is redrum
I'm tryna hop on the E-way 'cause I just seen the feds come
She askin' bout the otger bitches, I just keep on sayin' huh?
Yea, Why you always f*ckin' hoes?
Because I can nigga
Why you always f*ckin' broke?
Go up a band nigga
Always askin' bitches for some money close yo hands nigga
Betta quit the za, 'cause it'll prolly make yo band bigger
I keep f*ckin' all these hoes because I can, huh?
You keep runnin' from the bros because you scared, huh?
Choppa leave him sleep like some fet, he got a lead high
Them niggas cannot come around my circle they on..
2EXOTICC
(Yea, yea, yeaa, RFN SHII)
Writer: Javier Pinson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid