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Man bro, go ahead and diss them hoes, bro. I don't even give a fuck no more
Yop
Heard the hoes was talking shit, so let me hop up in the stu
Weave hella ass and your edges, they might need some glue
Ask her where her nigga at, you know her ass ain't have a clue
Been meaning to get this bitch out, man, this shit overdue
For starters, the bitch spelled cried with a Y, her ass illiterate
Talking about getting niggas on me, shit, let's see how lit I get
You big as fuck, tryna wear a medium, bitch, it never fit
Every time I go out I iced, bitch, I ain't never split
Niggas rolling eight deep, just to be soft as hell
The way I'm hoes staring at me and bran, you would've thought we sell
Is that a nigga or a female? I can't even tell
It's Halloween, bitch, why the fuck are you buying a hotel?
Regular ass day and yo ass keep tryna show out
Shitting on yo nigga every day, this shit a blow out
If you had a nigga, why the fuck you even come out?
You done fist fought the nigga, now yo bitch fro out
That's one down, bitch, we got plenty more to go
Bitch keep asking"where bran at?", like I fucking know
Why you even at the functions, you ain't even tryna throw
Childish ass broads, man, you hoes need to grow
Get rid of old ways yea shout out my nigga fxce"Do you fuck with me?" Nah, bitch, I need some space
These hoes stepping out of line, they need to learn they place
Drinking on a Sunday, man, bitch, you a damn disgrace
Oh, damn
Hollon I'm about to hop back on this bitch
I ain't done
Cmon
I'm back up on this bitch
These hoes need a reality check
These hoes lurking there where I can't even go to the rec
How is that your nigga and he only giving you pecks?
All this heavy metal on my waist, I could beat a mech
I don't know why they keep talking like they fine shit
Why the fuck this hoe keep talking you ain't fine, bitch
Nobody kicking your door, get the fuck up off my line, bitch
Stop asking for my hoodies, you ain't even getting my time, bitch