White Bitch

[Intro]
Yeah
Yo, yo

[Verse 1]
This is the remix to 2 On and the white bitch
I looked to the left and that's another white chick
Yeah, so I'm talking bout that white shit
That cocaine, yeah I'm talking bout that white brick
I started off my day, I jumped into a white whip
Was in the kitchen, that's another white whip
Woah - pussy tight like a vice grip
Bare smiling up the place when I piped it
I went and copped the Louis luggage cah I liked it
Was gonna cop the Gucci buggy and I hiked it
Yeah, I do this shit cause I can blud
You niggas would never understand if I don't write it
Tell her ucky slowly - make sure you don't bite it
Toes up, moonwalk, got me on a Mike tick
She turned tables on me, made me do a high kick
Fully forward with her head like she was psychic
I'm sitting down thinking bout them hard times
Them late nights sweating on the hard grind
In the hostel hiding that the car's mine
Blud I'm due to make a bag before half nine
In the morning on the bus I read my star sign
In the bookies chopping up on top of car fines
Blud you've never had a hard line
If I ain't stessing how you rapping bout a hard life?
Fam you've never seen a cat take a dark pipe
And start jumping off the roofs like The Dark Knight
I sent the yute to grab the mini carbine
Pissed I never went myself to see it bark right
Cah dat would have been an alright
Wait for retaliation if you par right
Everybody wants to be the smart guy
That's why I'm always on my lones like I'm Far Right

[Hook]
They've got my niggas in the box but there ain't no stopping me
Me, no way
Because I'm grinding and I'm gonna shine till it's over
Oh, yo, oh yeah

[Verse 2]
I'm sitting down thinking bout them broke times
Straight bud, never had a coke grind
New school, new phone, they tried to poach mine
Had to run that back when I said the phone's mine
While I'm getting hot I think it's bro time
Moved to my dad's, that shit was a goldmine
Keeping all my jewels, I never sold mine
Bought a Roley cash and made it back in no time
These niggas waiting for a cosign
I used to give them in my old life
But everybody's got their own mind
You feeding your darg don't mean he won't bite
The Carti diamonds make you gold blind
What gold is that becah it don't shine?
I make the money in my own time
Cah I don't shot for nobody, got my own line

[Hook]
They've got my niggas in the box but there ain't no stopping me
Me, no way
Because I'm grinding and I'm gonna shine till it's over
Oh, oh yeah
They've got my niggas in the box but there ain't no stopping me
Me, no way
Because I'm grinding and I'm gonna shine till it's over
Oh, oh yeah