Lyrics

[Intro: TiaCorine] Hello Bitch, shut the- Bitch, shut the- (At the tone, please record your message) [Verse 1: TiaCorine] Bitch, shut the fuck-, you ain't 'bout shit It's a lot of bitches bumpin' gums that never count shit Nesquik, chocolate bitches, strippers, I invest in Impressin', they hate when I'm around 'Cause they can't do this, it's depressin' Location, I just need it, 'cause this shorty, I'm addressin' Question, can we just work it out? Like, get your steps in You gon' lose a friend for every time you keep progressin' Stressin', fuck what they be talkin', get your- (Damn right) Color purp', 'cause I been like fightin' all my damn life Bitch, I got a Glock,I got a knife, I feel like Wes' Snipes Big dick, skinny n****, shawty, that's the best type Pimpin' right, let a n**** try me, turn to Dolomite [Chorus: TiaCorine] Bitch, shut the fuck-, you ain't 'bout shit It's a lot of bitches bumpin' gums that never count shit (Bitch, shut the-, Bitch, shut the-) Bitch, shut the fuck-, you ain't 'bout shit It's a lot of bitches bumpin' gums that never count shit [Interlude: TiaCorine] Bitch, shut the-, Bitch, shut the fuck- Shut the fuck- (Shut the fuck-) Bi-Bitch, shut the fuck- Shut the fuck- (Shut the-, shut the-) Bi-Bitch, shut the fuck- Bitch, shut the fuck- Shut the fuck- (Shut the fuck-) You ain't 'bout shit [Verse 2: TiaCorine] I was just beatin' on that bitch like a bad dog, huh Shawty, back it up like it's a bad clog (Word up) Ain't no cat fishin', take your hat off Bitch, I'm a mother, I ain't fuckin' with no back-talk Heard you said I'm toxic, well, then, why you take your pants off? Turn that nigga on so much, ain't never seen his dick soft (Word up) Word to Christ Watered down, these bitches just like Crystal Light Fuck that n**** Go to bed on time 'cause I can't miss my flight Who is this? I ain't save your number 'cause your money light Pussy tight, drink my H2O and keep my money right [Interlude: TiaCorine] Bitch, shut the fuck-, you ain't 'bout shit It's a lot of bitches bumpin' gums that never count shit Bitch, shut the fuck-, you ain't 'bout shit It's a lot of bitches bumpin' gums that never count shit Bitch, shut the- [Verse 3: Pouya] Damn, bitch, when you're gon' learn to keep that mouth shut? Baby, bone a top dog, but, I love me a damn mutt You could talk about me, but, good luck, when tryna touch Like a bitch with her legs wide Fuck boy, you're getting fucked I love when she suck my nuts I love how she grip my dick when ridin' in my Porsche She said that my aura was enough to get her wet Tinted windows, you can only see a passing silhouette Runnin' laps around these rappers, I'm not even breakin' a sweat Cut me my check and then put me to rest I just wanna be alone, I don't wanna end up in debt At the bottom of a river with three bullet holes in my head All but six, the set Better not forget and come correct Florida boy, I'm stackin' cheese like a rat Swervin' in my Cadillac with a pistol cocked back Sittin' on my lap [Interlude: TiaCorine] Bitch, shut the-, Bitch, shut the fuck- Shut the fuck- (Shut the fuck-) Bi-Bitch, shut the fuck- Shut the fuck- (Shut the-, damn right) Bi-Bitch, shut the fuck- Bitch, shut the fuck- Shut the fuck- (Shut the fuck-) You ain't 'bout shit [Outro: TiaCorine] Bitch, shut the fuck- (Bitch) Bitch, shut the fuck- Bitch, shut the- Bitch, shut the fuck-