Tonalità: F minor•
Verse 1
Fm
I'm sick and tried of coward
bitches taking advantage of me
I told these hoes that I can't go,
I grip my chrome 380
I keep my distance from these bitches
'cause they are with that shit
I ain't got no choice these hoes be clicking
La Chat can't fuck with no bitch
I'd rather kick it by my lonely
'cause I'm all that I need
I'd rather kick it by my lonely 'cause
I don't share my weed
Verse 2
Fm
You see most of these niggas
See they do not know
Call La Chat that come with flow that
make you kick in them doors
So most of you hoes that be
trying to run dope
Fucking hang 'em by the rope
before I grab you in a chock
Tossing foties hold up shorty
niggas there ain't no love
Verse 3
Fm
Don't give a fuck 'bout what you say
and I don't play with that bud
I'm hitting a seven on my row
'cause you can't fuck with a mac
If you fuck up no hesitation
I'ma go get that gat
I got my block I slang my rocks
So now I'm busting down them streets
That chick so hot my baby daddy
got the feds watching me
Verse 4
Fm
Hoes can be like niggas
And pull triggers slang
Dope up on a curb and
Droppin' bodies in the river
Verse 5
Fm
I said Hoes
can be like niggas
And pull triggers slang
Dope up on a curb and
Droppin' bodies in the river, playa
Verse 6
Fm
Hoes can be like niggas
And pull triggers slang
Dope up on a curb and
Droppin' bodies in the river, nigga
Verse 7
Fm
Hoes can be like niggas
And pull triggers slang
Dope up on a curb and
Droppin' bodies in the river, playa
Verse 8
Fm
My everyday face is different places
Yeah, I'm about that cheddar
C
When I got my Glock my drank and
smoke I'm guaranteed to feel better
Fm
E
Fm
A real true thug ass bumping slugs
Ain't got no ho in my blood
C
These fake ass bitches throwing
Fm
C
falses so I show them no love
Fm
E
Oh, shit, tell my why these
Fm
bitches be bringing me ana
C
They must don't know where I stay
Fm
So strapped on situations I handle
C
Fm
We could be feddy
E
Fm
C
I be ready to release out
Verse 9
Fm
these slugs
C
Fm
C
You pump your nuts it's going down
Fm
C
So bitch you bet ter be strapped up
Fm
Hoes you should think
before you start
'Cause once you start I'm gone finish
C
I guarantee your so called niggas
Fm
ain't gon' want to get in it
C
Can't catch me slipping
E
Fm
You fucked up I keep my
nine in my truck
C
They call me that
Verse 10
psycho bitch that'll
Fm
C
leave you dead on your porch
E
A bad ass bitch that's making sure
C
Fm
I'm teaching all hoes a lesson
Motherfuck a friend
C
I don't need no friend
Fm
C
My friend is my Smith & Wesson
Fm
Grab that ski mask off of my
dresser and my rifle to get ya
C
Just letting you know that I'm the
Fm
bitch with no hesitation to kill ya
Verse 11
Fm
Hoes can be like niggas
And pull triggers slang
Dope up on a curb and
Droppin' bodies in the river
Verse 12
Fm
I said Hoes
can be like niggas
And pull triggers slang
Dope up on a curb and
Droppin' bodies in the river, playa
Verse 13
Fm
Hoes can be like niggas
And pull triggers slang
Dope up on a curb and
Droppin' bodies in the river, nigga
Verse 14
Fm
Hoes can be like niggas
And pull triggers slang
Dope up on a curb and
Outro 1
Droppin' bodies in the river
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