Rara

(Intro)
Yeah!
This is for all the lame ass bitches
That are still stalking shit to this day
Lets get it!

Verse 1
Man!
I gotta cut out all of these distractions (what)
Keep a heater on me bitch you don’t want no action (pow)
Rolling ducthes so fat you can say in backing (dutchy)
One thing you can never say is that im lacking (hell no)
Talk that shit, then im at yo house ransacking (Gimme that)
Kobe with the dutch dog, I don’t be passing (bitch)
If you ain't from auburn hills you can bet we taxing (yes sir)
Don’t bring your girl around, then the whole team clapping
Yeah! I keep it true
Its what I do
You don’t like me well I don’t fuck wit you
And this crud got my fingers really sticking like glue (pussy)
The bag came in, time for bros to come through (yeah)

Chorus
Im sick of bitches
Sick of bitches
Sick of bitches
Always bitching bitch (x2)

Verse 2
Yeah
People coming at me
Hope they are ready for a tragedy
This is not what I wanted
But what it had to be
If you got a problem lets agree to disagree
You don’t want no static bitch
You a wannabe
Man its kind of funny when you see me
You just run and flee (bye Bye)
Feels like I created a catastrophe (shit)
Im just living life young wild and fuckin free
Yeah
Im just running up the bands
Man this shit is crazy it was really not planned
I just know one thing
Im the fucking man
And if you try me
I will beat you where you stand
On command
Now listen up
Don’t be fucking switching up
Or my fists are up
Some say you got set up
Now heres a buck
Go clean yourself off
Just know yall the ones that fucking fell off (damn)
Then got dropped off (shit)
And then cut off (fuck)
For me, this is the lift off (see ya)
But I know at the end it will pay off (yeah)
Like my homie said, we goin take off
Man im tired of this dilly ass shit
Only one goal and that’s to get rich
I might even get mad and call you a bitch
Don’t take it personal, little bitch

Chorus
Im sick of bitches
Sick of bitches
Sick of bitches
Always bitching bitch (x2)

Outro
Take that to the bank lame ass bitch