Текст песни
Bitch, Bitch
Im from South of the North
Pussy stop making that noise, tuh
I must still be a lil kid Im put up in cuts im fixing my toys
Thats why I repent to the Lord, cuz im bouta finish that boy
Bitch, Bitch
Failure not a option
Success how im rockin
When I go out West and Up that Wess aint no more boppin
Me and the Reaper we locked in
Veli I cant be boxed in
I call Izzy up, You chasing you bread you busy huh
This filthy fizzy cup, I paid a lot im really up
Im hangin round them Billys huh
But im 2-4 we really cut
Like that, my boys is you kiddin us
That lil ass Gat like really huh
I guess the Stain aint did enough
Here go the mission, stackin up 50 boxes in the kitchen
Nigga you pussy , think of you when I be petting my kitten
Switch on it its rippin, fuck around I gotta hold it wit mittens
Lil nigga you trippin, nigga the bird is the word im flippin
I dont play wit hoes im in love
Hoe dm she fucked
My girl logged in my shit you fucked
Why you capping like you up like yo plug aint fronting you dubs
Bitch its Six the Chicago Cub, Gallon of the lean to fill up the tub
Gallon of lean to fill up the bitch
Bitch, Bitch
Im from South of the North
Pussy stop making that noise, tuh
I must still be a lil kid Im put up in cuts im fixing my toys
Thats why I repent to the Lord, cuz im bouta finish that boy
Bitch, Bitch
Failure not a option
Success how im rockin
When I go out West and Up that Wess aint no more boppin
Me and the Reaper we locked in
Veli I cant be boxed in