Hostile

Lyrics

Thought these bitches were kiddin me But these niggas done minted me I don't care where you're sending me Long as it ain't a hostel Baby come in here docile Rockstar gets chicken Rothschild How you change your nigga's racks now? This week I'ma whip up a fifty piece Bitch I'm young new Picasso I got white paint for your nostrils They touchin that skin, that's a hundred degrees That's some shit that you got to know I don't do well with the fake or the flyin Had to bank a chain, now I'm back for the parties I don't lie to a guy but I lie to a sarge Had to liе to my bitch bout "I love this song" And all I get is a mug up out it I'm gonna fill up your cup though Know you kinda thirsty Know that I done hurt mе I know that I hurt you too I know that you feel high but, baby girl I be an m&m loose In love with me, but you're sane for your youth Doin all that for my attitude? You are maybe, can't spend a day without But this baby a hard bet to lose I can't even play, ain't a problem with you This a hard bet to lose, this a hard bet to prove Sittin in the summer, I don't get no tan See how it feels, I ain't got no friends Niggas can't breathe, ain't got no glands But they runnin round the bitch like they Macho Man Talk to myself like in 2002 I'ma make a lot out of you Boy you're so important, everybody know that They gon have to rerock all their fluids All your hues, all your flows, all the hoes wanna come through At the same damn time, where was you when I was all on my grind? At the same damn time, I miss you real bad, you all mine At the same damn time, where was you when I was all on my grind? Want the same damn times, I want the same damn times Want the same damn time, I want to save them times Thought nigga was rappin, but it was just a voicemail Thought nigga was rappin, but it was just a voicemail Thought nigga was rappin, but it was just a voicemail You thought I was just rappin, just a voicemail