Freestyle Bstyle

[Intro]
Rocky
Badd

[Verse]
Ain't no bitches fuckin' with me, not at all
Ain't no competition with B, them bitches fraud
Give a fuck about the 'net, 'cause them bitches, I been dogged
Give a fuck about a net when I shoot, 'cause a bitch ball
Got bitches in my DM writin' to cop pleas
First case I caught was fightin' a cop, please
Always had a gang of bitches tryna box me
If I did the same thing, them bitches'd lock me
I ain't pressed for no views, I started my own shit
Give a fuck about that chain, I got me my own kit
I ain't trip about no lessons, it made me a strong bitch
Not to mention fake is something I can't get along with
Labels scarеd to sign me, they say I'm a liability
I be smackin' bitchеs for playin' with my ability
I don't disrespect 'less it's needed, fuck who ain't feelin' me
I got this far without 'em, I got it, I mean that literally
Lost a couple people, 2020 was a cold year
Almost lost myself for my nigga, but my soul here
Crashed a couple times from not sleepin' like I drove here
The devil come in different forms, got careful who I hold near
They prayin' that I fail, so I'm careful who I told here
Niggas always plottin', so I'm careful what I show here
Always got my guard up, can't say you seen me fold here
Careful when you 'round me, 'cause I do not have no hoes here
They say life a bitch, I'm just hopin' she a bad one
How bitches ho they kids when it's a blessing if you have one?
Fuck bein' second, 'cause that's equal to the last one
If bitches bein' bitter, then that's equal to a mad one
I don't listen to nobody 'less you got some money for me
You can take a lot of shit, but you can't take no money from me
I'm a Westside legend, these bitches ain't runnin' nothin'
Still a Westside bitch, so tell 'em I come from nothin'
Used to mob to the store with 'bout five to my name
It's crazy, now I walk around town in some chains
It's crazy how these bitches bow down with a name
All that dick-suckin', tell 'em calm down 'fore it bang
I'ma hustle every day for them nights that I starved
Askin' mama do she got some money on her card?
I came a long way from puttin' money in my bra
Now I swipe, I don't even check if money on my card
I can tell who ain't real, it ain't my job to expose
Bitches hatin' like I'm payin', I'm a job to these hoes
Know I got that grrah with me when I ride on these hoes
I got better shit to do, but I make time for these hoes
Keep a bitch duckin', I'ma flip somethin'
Old niggas callin' like they 'bout to hit somethin'
You barely get my time, how you think you get somethin'?
Back to the line 'fore I send your bitch somethin', I get messy on 'em
I ho niggas when I see 'em and get texts from 'em
Ain't your BM, I don't need 'em, get your texts from her
Bitch, you posted gas money, you ain't flexin' nothin'
If it's needed, I'ma shoot it, I ain't passin' nothin'
I knock bitches out, so tell them bitches knock it off
I got bitches duckin' from me like they blockin' calls
I pop bitches in the mouth for all that poppin' off
I do the dash on these bitches and don't stop at all
With head, I got a messy mouth, we fuck until we mess the couch
I don't do no messy clout, you fuckin' in a messy house
Look, nobody left me out
We hold our own, just us alone
You know it's on with some Patrón when I bring bestie out
I'ma make 'em sit back or push they wig back
If you ever cross me, you gon' wish you never did that
A lot of shit I can't respect and won't forgive that
I drove eleven hours when I found where bitches lived at
I'm a hardbody, you a nobody, ho probably
Fuckin' different niggas just for money, addin' more bodies
Go body, I body, nigga, I fear nobody
I don't follow waves, 'cause I'm the wave a lot of hoes copy

[Outro]
Oh yeah, we can leave it like that