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[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
n-gga, what?
n-gga, who?
n-gga, what? ayy
n-gga, ooh
whoa, kenny

[verse 1]
hopped out the foreign just to feel more important (hey)
f-cked all on his b-tch and then i left in the morning (hey)
she text me back to back (back), so i started ignoring
now that i got your attention, let me begin to inform you (go)
that i got a hot and a heavy flow (hot)
’cause i’m ready, though
not for the radio, stop and just let it go
talk to a thot for a twat and a heavy throat
i would stop, i cannot ’cause i’m very dope
n-ggas pushin’ dirt up on my name like a burial
my b-tch almost bald, halle berry, ho
run n-gga, fat pockets, think i’m lil terio, ayy
i be with my rounds like a merry-go, ayy
my n-ggas keep rounds like a ferris go, ayy
i heard your new sound, it was terrible, ayy
honestly, it wasn’t even bearable, ayy
run up on n-ggas like, “there they go,” ayy
think i’m creflo in the pulpit (hey)
check me out, man, i’m back on my bullsh-t (i am)
n-ggas act like they rap with a full clip
when they wouldn’t even clap if they could hit (they wouldn’t)
i’m the one you see creepin’ on the weekend lookin’ decent
never wanna f-ck her if she got a weave in
make her take her wig off when i’m deep in
lil tape dove off the f-ckin’ deep end
do i wanna f-ck her? well, it all depends
are you her n-gga? are you her man?
please don’t make me ask you again

[chorus]
is that your b-tch, n-gga? (is that your b-tch?)
is that your b-tch? (is that your b-tch?)
is that your b-tch, n-gga? (is that your b-tch?)
is that your b-tch? (is that your b-tch?)
is that your b-tch, n-gga? (is that your b-tch?)
is that your b-tch? (is that your b-tch?)
’cause right now it doesn’t look like it is (better hope it isn’t)
is that your b-tch, n-gga?

[verse 2]
if it ain’t, i’m pullin’ up with the drugs and the drank
rip fredo, but i still sip paint
n-ggas talk like squad but i know they ain’t gang (know you ain’t gang)
f-cked your sister and she told me you a lame (you a lame)
f-cked your baby mama and she said the same thing (you a lame)
must be genetic, dawg, really you pathetic, dawg
if you got smoke, i suggest that you let it off
hit twice, but i didn’t give her head at all (no)
and she sent mad texts and i read ’em all
type back but i didn’t even send it all
i been countin’ money and forgot who i was textin’, ah
told her hot sh-t
and she gon’ give me brain in the c-ckpit
i’m in the mall when it’s closed, dawg, i’m locked in
and i might p-ss her off like i’m stockton
said these other n-ggas p-ssy, i am not them (nope)
said ain’t sh-t cl-t on me, ain’t sh-t b-tch on me
know i’m plugged, man, everything lit, homie
like dequan, n-gga, everything rich, homie
not my broad so with everything split, homie
if you ain’t mine, well you can’t get sh-t from me (can’t get sh-t)
well, maybe just some, maybe just some d-ck from me (maybe this d-ck)
but d-mn, ain’t that your b-tch, homie?

[outro]
n-gga, what?
n-gga, who?
n-gga, what? ayy
n-gga, ooh

- jace

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