Different Bitches - NortheastMone

Yeah, bitches on bitches Ooh, bitches on bitches, yeah, yeah, Lil Pump Ooh, bitches on bitches, ooh, ooh Ooh, J Gramm Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you're showing off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Bitches on bitches, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh) My bitch thick with a bag (Thick) My bitch rich with a ass (Thick) Lame niggas don't get to grab (Lame ass) Fuck niggas don't get to smash (Fuck nigga) Weak hoes don't get a pass (At all) Installation and bundles, two racks (Two racks) Niggas stay in her DM's (DM's) Big ass, nice titties, waist snatched (Waist snatched) In the streets, on the net, I'm trending (I'm trending) Ride in the Ghost with all bitches (Skrrt) Niggas laying in your bushes, they blend in (Killers) Fuck a bitch from the back, make her thicker (Shut up, slut) She slurp me up, but I ain't lick her (At all) Threw her some count, had to tip her (I did) If you not gon' rain in them clubs (Them clubs) You don't deserve to see the strippers Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you're showin' off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Bitches on bitches, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh) Thirties on thirties (Ooh) Wear a lot of Louis, lot of Fendi and Versace (Ooh) I don't stress hoes, left her waiting in the lobby (Nope) Show the AP when I see the paparazzi (AP, ooh) Left wrist, right wrist wet (Ooh) Got a new Patek and it cost more than your damn rent (Wow) Last week, I had a threesome on a jet (Damn) Got my auntie cooking up dope like a chef (Yeah, ooh) Whip it up, Lil Pump, fuck it up, count it up (Brrt) Pull up in a 'Rari, take a shit on your Acura (Ooh) Smash on your thottie, drop her off at Santa Monica (Huh?) And the fake followers you got, it ain't adding up (No) Hit a ho from the back, throw her off a ladder (Ladder) Bring a bitch back, she had to see a chiropractor (Ooh) I don't even care, bitch, I'm rich, it don't matter (No) You got a bad bitch, oh well, mine badder (Ooh, ooh) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) Give your ass a bean, now you're showin' off titties (Ooh, yeah) Bitches on bitches (Huh?) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah) Ooh, bitches on bitches (Bitches) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Bitches on bitches, ooh) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Young rich nigga, bitches call me eight figures (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Ooh) Pop two mollies, bitch, now I feel lifted (Yeah, ooh, brrt) Bitches on bitches (Yeah) I'm too rich, man, I don't wanna listen (Ooh, ooh)

You wasn't there when I was alone You say that you care When really you don't It's all in your action None of my fault Cause I ain't the kind you put to the side whenever you want There must be something to hide I feel like when you're on my line There's someone around that's there in the cut So do me a favor Show me the paper I'm not in the mood to cry anymore That aint the vibe that I'm going for Thought you were cool All of it's fake Told you before that money and girls could never replace All that I gave you All that I am You're just a boy who can't be a man You're spending time away all night I need you here on my side You said you'd be around for life You don't even call my line Yeah yeah I'm feeling I'm feeling a way Yeah yeah Why all of sudden you changed Nothing with you is the same I don't know how to explain All we ever do is fuss Ain't no way to make this up You're acting different So different Different So different What did I say Or what did I do You can't even talk or look in my eyes when I'm in the room So why would you act like This was a home Dealing with girls who can not compare to nothin I'm on I'm feeling so disrespected I can not even accept it You're so out of line for wasting my time And now you're neglecting Wilding out in public You just love to switch up the subject I'm so tired of you flipping and fumbling Say I'm tripping on you over nothing but Look at yourself You're doing me bad It's all in your tone You hang up the phone and never call back What do I do Start up a fight I hate to be wrong I knew all along that this wasn't right You're spending time away all night I need you here on my side You said you'd be around for life You don't even call my line Yeah yeah I'm feeling I'm feeling a way Yeah yeah Why all of sudden you changed Nothing with you is the same I don't know how to explain All we ever do is fuss Ain't no way to make this up You're acting different So different Different So different

Shorty a killa, come straight from Atlanta Shorty a dealer, her momma a dancer Poppa a pimp, cousin a killer Shorty's my nigga, but my bitch vanilla, okay New to the city, she new to the town But out there's my water baby, so I hold it down I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do You got wild bitches tellin' you lies You got wild bitches tellin' you lies Oh, ooh-ooh, yeah I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do Yeah, talk here ain't cheap, but it's on the budget baby I lick ya, I dick ya, and that's world to the public, okay Talk hear ain't cheap, girl this what I do If I lick ya, I dick ya, and that's word to the crew She new to the city, she new to the town But out there's my water baby, so I hold it down It-it, it-it's here, the Westside, baby MI, MI And I'm out in Miami getting so high, so high, uh! Oh, yeah-yeah You got wild bitches tellin' you lies You got wild bitches tellin' you lies I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do Shorty my nigga, down for whatever Shorty my nigga, she always keep it together, okay Shorty my nigga, down for whatever I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what the deal was I'm ya nigga, I'm ya nigga Thought you knew, what it do