Police On Me

[Hook: Clacc]
I had to stash the Glock
'cause that bitch called the police on me
She had the hood hot
'cause that bitch called the police on me
I'm goin' through a lot
'cause that bitch called the police on me
I call that bitch a cop
'cause that bitch called the police on me

[Verse 1: Clacc]
Don't talk to the cops, You talk to the cops?
You need to get shot, don't trust no bop
Don't test no bitch, they tellin' the ops
Just sit back and watch, they throwin' our time
Don't throw your watch, get sent to the box
I don't want a box, I'm taking on tops
Nigga on tops, the bitch is a snitch
She mad that I'm hot, she mad that I'm rich
They say life's a bitch, well life ain't shit
Turned my back on a bitch, these bitches be frontin'
They good for nothin', just good for nothin'
And give me money, that keep me comin'
Bitch give me somethin', or we ain't fuckin'
Nah we ain't fuckin', my last bitch told
She made a repo, bitch how could you fold
With me on parole, you breakin' the code
Now I'm checkin' the folk, they knockin' on doors
I'm peepin' through holes, and I'm flushin' the dope

[Bridge: Clacc]
'cause that bitch called the police on me
'cause that bitch, 'cause-'cause se that bitch
'cause that bitch called the police on me
'cause that bitch, police on me

[Hook: Clacc]
I had to stash the Glock
'cause that bitch called the police on me
She had the hood hot
'cause that bitch called the police on me
I'm goin' through a lot
'cause that bitch called the police on me
I call that bitch a cop
'cause that bitch called the police on me
I had to stash the Glock
'cause that bitch called the police on me
She had the hood hot
'cause that bitch called the police on me
I'm goin' through a lot
'cause that bitch called the police on me
I call that bitch a cop
'cause that bitch called the police on me

[Verse 2: N.No]
Man that bitch called the police on me I had to flee the scenery
Grab my shit, 40 on my hip, low key, can't get hit
I'm outtie bro, never trust a jealous messy grammy hoe
Like not at all bitch, I got balls, screamin' "Fuck The Law"
Aye, on your sad ass, hundred P's in the trash bag
Drivin' crazy like a mad man
Niggas skrt skrt, zag zag
Bitch It's B-O-Dub nigga, fuck a hoe
I be runnin' too 'em like it's nothin' tho
Niggas know from the old me
Was a young killer turned OG
What's wrong with these bitches nowadays?
Be breakin' the code, one day she be baggin' the dough
Next minute, bitch be tellin' the foes
Never ever put the trust on these hoes
'cause most of these bitches be destined to fold
Her sister, mama, daddy done told
Whole family prolly show up in court

[Bridge: N.No]
I'm tellin' you niggas
I'm tellin' you bitches don't tell on niggas
Got a felony nigga
I really can't be around none of you niggas
Put a shell on you niggas on Husle on Crip
Disrespect and bitch we bussin' you crib

[Outro: Clacc]
What's wrong with these bitch nowadays?
I don't understand it
What's wrong with these bitch nowadays?
I don't understand it