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Hook 2x

Bitch on me now

Peep that ice

Bad boy shit cause we ain’t nice

I ain’t never trusted a bitch in my life

Guntalk fuckboy we ain’t bring knives

Fuck school, I ain’t tryna graduate

Roll that backwood nightime late

Found rap, now think that’s my fate

Big money now filled up my plate

Verse 1

She don’t love me, I hurt her too many times

When she hugs me, know it’s too many lies

She smell her perfume, I feel her when she cries

Already told you, I ain’t about them ties

Your boy want that action, he gon’ have to come through the trap

Fade him, no asking, he better lose the strap

Cruisin’ in that Bugatti, we finna take a lap

Boomin’ like Metro, I’m putting my city on the map

Hook 2x

Bitch on me now

Peep that ice

Bad boy shit cause we ain’t nice

I ain’t never trusted a bitch in my life

Guntalk fuckboy we ain’t bring knives

Fuck school, I ain’t tryna graduate

Roll that backwood nightime late

Found rap, now think that’s my fate

Big money now filled up my plate

Verse 2

Zeke in the cut, yeah all of them shook

I ran up a check, ballin out on the hook

I stay toting that pole, there’s no need to look

Boy, I’m a vet, don’t talk to me like I’m a rook

In the kitchen son cooking, cooking the work

Hand on the 8 ball, bitch be faded like dirk

Your bitch got a migraine, all she doing is twerk

Mac in the back, he talk shit, he get murked

Hook 2x

Bitch on me now

Peep that ice

Bad boy shit cause we ain’t nice

I ain’t never trusted a bitch in my life

Guntalk fuckboy we ain’t bring knives

Fuck school, I ain’t tryna graduate

Roll that backwood nightime late

Found rap, now think that’s my fate

Big money now filled up my plate