Breaded

[Verse]
Wait a cotton-pickin' minute
Cus I'm in it to win it
Had to get her seven digits
Then I hit it and quit it
I got a bitch named Lily at my pad like "ribbit"
She be tryna sit up on my head like a fitted
Where the fuck is the blunt?
I just lit it
Wait, oh, was that you're style?
I just bit it
Never listen to a pussy-ass-bitch-critic
In the crib smokin' diesel watching Chronicles of Riddick
I did it and don't regret it
I said it because I meant it
I wrote it and then you read it
I get it because I get
I'll be dead before thеy give me the crеdit
I just syphoned your gas tank
It better be unleaded
Mix my sweat with the blood I've bled
Wipe tears I've shed with the profits I've netted
They be saying that my paper got shredded
But I'm stayin' mango habanjero, air fried, breaded

[Pre-Chorus]
Yes
And what did we learn folks?

[Chorus: X2]
I don't trust a bitch
I don't trust a bitch
I don't trust a bitch
I don't trust a bitch
I don't trust a bitch
I don't trust a bitch
I don't trust her

[Outro]
That's right the true comes out the truth shall set you free
Will he ever trust a bitch? find out next week on dragon ball z