BMO - Dizzy Bitch Lyrics

This is not a fire drill, I wanna see you on your knees

Niggas feinin' for a taste, he yellin' out, baby, please
Let him eat the cat and then I pull off in a SRT
Nah, baby, I'm just bullshittin' I'm slidin' in that stang gt
You know me, bitch, I know who? bitch, I don't know the damn thing

Bitches in a rush to get whooped on just like your last name
Dizzy brain, left her in the street right where the sewage be
Let your friends confuse you, it's a big difference between you and me
Pull up to my shit and you got split, so what's the beef about it

Shawty made her choice, you pick yo poison now you bleedin' out
Stop the cap, we know the facts, you on da porch we in da f*ckin' field
I walk em down and I don't miss it, you fat as hell, ain't this bout a bitch
Hate to whoop your ass while your baby was around

You know she really f*ck with me, that's why yo ass keep talkin' down
Bitch, watch your kid, stop watchin' me, I ain't f*ckin' with no apologies
Hoes be wack, y'all smokin' crack, I call you bitches Bobby b
I'm Bobby Shmurda, I'm f*ck with Shmurda, I do my dance while y'all mad as hell

Wanna play stick, we got blicks, and a couple tanks, we ain't playin' fair
Who's scared? bitch, beyond straight, big dub icing on the cake
Pulled off, sat on the corner, you popped a visor, and checked out your face like
Ayy, bitch, what you lookin' for

You walked up in my shit and you got your ass rolled
You thought you was the shit, but baby, you gotta know that, I'm an asshole
Yeah, that's what you gotta know
Ayy, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ayy, damn this feel good

This a hunnid years, craft ave, know this ain't West Warren
We really lit and we stretchin' shit, y'all poppin' pussy shit gettin' boring
Shot clutch, don't get touch, we forever scoring like Michael Jordan
Yeah, yeah

Twenty-three, nigga
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
This is not a fire drill, this a real dizzy bitch
Yeah, yeah
Da biggest
We out