Your A Fucking Bitch | Bgm | Theme | Remix

See we creepin in leaves in, these Fuck boys all need a beaten The reason your fuckin bleeding is Cause my demons are eatin all season All these pussies are immature and just imitators Fuck you if you need some favors but you can come and meet your maker Yeah it's been a minute pull up my windows tinted KFS and Triple Six's, flexing on little bitches Why you lying mothafucka? You don't want no smoke Hide behind the fuckin keyboard you're a fuckin joke let it blow You wishin to die, lookin and hopin Remember your blood on the line Life always given you time, but you just wastin it And you be fakin your crimes, always gonna hold my doubt Cause you a snake lookin for clout We don't give handouts You seekin attention, never amount Gave us the run around, run around, run around Bitch you know who the fuck we been talkin all this shit about Follow the trash and soon you'll be findin out Dug up your past, got way too much dirt to count Quality over the quantity Time really never has bothered me So fuck off, you better stop pacing me Didn't know "Bein a bitch" is your policy