Texty:
Hella Bitches Ain T Shit But Good People

T] You punks are jealous cause I'm rollin in fly shit My shit, all paid for and I don't owe no guy shit Fuck you, it ain't my fault your ass is on empty

on top of my game and it don't stop, 'til my hip don't hop anymore When you so good that you can't say it, 'cause it ain't even cool for you to sound

, hell ain't shit A demon told me that Lucifer said meet him at the black hole I told him "I'ma be there ain't no bitch in my soul" And when I'm coming

the pipes as I smoke in em I shit rhythm and I'm nice ain't no competition [fart sound] (Ewwww) It smell good and the weed still sell good for the lay

much to have my baby So what bitch? I popped your cherry Hell fucking no, I don't wanna get married 'Cause can't no bitch hound me Talking that shit

all This ain't the NBA, I ain't havin a ball Every day is a trip, but I ain't trippin Watch my back and don't start slippin Money won't talk, but it looks

just make me rich Bitch bitch bitch bitch make me rich Check out my style, baby I don't quit I heard this freak say, "That's the shit" He took the cake

, go with the flow but don't be no muhfuckin fool Hell this music thing is all I got, I ain't makin straight A's in school And ain't wind up to be dumber

You know, my homey treach from naughty by nature once said "If you ain't from the ghetto, don't come to the fuckin' ghetto" But I'ma let one of our most