Why He Bluffing

Lyrics

[Intro] (andree, run it up) Ha, stupid bitch (Ain't no fucking way, Chance) Nigga, I be turnt, I don't give a fuck Pussy I get up with any nigga, I swear to God, like I be on crash shit, play with me, bitch, come on stupid [Verse] Nigga wanna come for me, they know I be on dumb shit All a nigga do is run his mouth, his ass don't run shit Pussy nigga see me out in public, he gon' run quick You know I got my blick, I'ma up it and dump it Crack a nigga head like he fucking humpty dumpty Digging in his bitch pussy, she like, "Dot, I'm coming" She know a nigga lit, so she had told a jit to come in I got plenty money, nigga, I don't want for nothing He said that he did this and he did that, man, why he bluffing? Nigga soft as hell, whoopee cushion, these niggas fluffy Number one stunter, feel like Birdman or something Nigga hear frrt, everybody Forrest Gumping Thesе niggas shoot shick quick, so I advice your ass to chill Why you talking like you like that, that ain't еven how you live Your lil' ho ass moving fishy so we shot him in his gills Put it back in human form, we hit his lungs right by his ribs Now he like, "How do I breathe?" like he Mario for real Fucked his bitch to R&B, I played the song Wale, "On Chill" Life I live, bitch, I can die tonight, so fuck me while I'm here So just excuse me if it came off rude, awkward, bad, or weird With the guys, we on the block, we hanging like a chandelier It ain't no nigga that I fear, .45 Glock knock down a bear Send her money for a fronter so I fucking pull her hair I be digging in her deep, that pussy beat like it's a snare Main attraction, that be me, I make these bitches stop and stare Bitch-ass nigga nothing like me, how the fuck do y'all compare? And that money be my wifey, you could leave, bitch, I don't care Like I'm Phil Collins, pussy ho, I feel it in the air He think he a gangster, wanna be a tweaking ho They, "Jdot Breezy, why you always tweaking though?" 'Cause niggas always playing like I won't pop out with callico I can't cuff a freak, but I swear I love a freaky ho For me, this bitch get freaky though, in beef, I move strategic, ho They wanna get up with me but know the risk, so they don't try it though Damn, I hate a lying ho, like bitch, what you lying for? You grown as hell with a free will, you never gotta lie, ho Sipping drank, I ride slow, high speed I see five-oh Me and Light bought four sticks, I need to buy like five more Take what? Try, ho, dummy, die slow Hm, try, silly, it be straight switches when we leave the show [Outro] Ha, niggas know it's guns galore, try, ho, you gon' die Stupid-ass nigga, I be ready for anything, I swear to God Ready for war, nigga Dump shit, boy, I be on, swear to God, I be on real crash shit What? What you wanna do? Stupid