Lyrics

[Intro] Yung Cryptonite Chysty on the beat [Chorus] This bitch be calling my phone, ayy This bitch won't leave me 'lone This bitch wanna smoke all my strong This bitch gotta go home This bitch This bitch think she the shit Said she ain't lie she like me but I know she is, ayy Baby girl, tricks are for kids Nah, I don't trust that bitch [Verse 1] I don't want it like Tommy, I'm Nesquik with this bitch, ayy I'm about my money, can't mix that with this shit, ayy You about that gunplay, then with that you get hit, ayy We ain't 'bout that Bombay, go red rum with this shit, ayy What's that backwards? Murder Got killed for that bitch and all she wanted was Furla Hand back, just hit that, told her get back Then this bitch say she love me, I can't dig that Girl, you just smoked some lil parlor He say you don't, I'm like "Word up" She say being a thot, she ain't heard of But I act like I ain't heard her [Chorus] This bitch be calling my phone, ayy This bitch won't leave me 'lone This bitch wanna smoke all my strong This bitch gotta go home This bitch This bitch think she the shit Said she ain't lie she like me but I know she is, ayy Baby girl, tricks are for kids Nah, I don't trust that bitch [Verse 2] She say she wanna fuck me, then I'ma sue her I just want some top, she thought I was gon' do her Bitch, I'm posted with my Ruger Just in case this bitch screw up, ayy This bitch say she wanna make up, then I told that bitch to put on her make-up, then This bitch say she wanna break up I told that bitch that I'ma player This bitch a freak in the sheets but thot in the streets Told that bitch ain't nobody meeting my mama but me This bitch wanna count my hundreds with me I told that bitch I brought my money counter with me [Chorus] This bitch be calling my phone, ayy This bitch won't leave me 'lone This bitch wanna smoke all my strong This bitch gotta go home This bitch This bitch think she the shit Said she ain't lie she like me but I know she is, ayy Baby girl, tricks are for kids Nah, I don't trust that bitch