(I ain't kickin' wit no bitches for the rest of the mothafuckin' week)

I like trickin' on hoes
That bring me more hoes, that act right (aight)
I like trickin' on hoes
That bring me more hoes, that act right

Shit, aight (aight)
I had to fall way before I got it right (got it)
Mmm, shit, aight (aight)
I took a L the other day, that shit was light (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Fuck

Just lost a brodie in a dice game (don't cry about it)
Don't worry 'bout it, shit is life, mayne (don't cry about it)
Nigga, don't you leave, that's on God, give me time, mayne
Got this little cheese and I'ma pick her for my side thang

Know that I've been (uh)
Big steppin' (big steppin')
Never learn my lesson, if the (uh)
Club pressin', step in with my weapon (step in with my weapon)
You got way too many men up in ya section, ah, man, shit
Know this bitch ain't hit me, I keep checkin', I say

How you love me, you only hit me once a month? Uh
(How the fuck you say you love me, yo?)
You keep me grounded, I've been wit' it from the jump, uh
(I've been wit' it from the jump, uh)
Enjoy the bumps, I got bodies in the trunk
All the legends I know made it out of slump (ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh)
Had to tell 'em like, uh

Shit, aight (aight)
I had to fall way before I got it right (got it)
Mmm, shit, aight (aight)
I took a L the other day, that shit was light (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Fuck

These niggas ain't nothin', niggas be bluffin' (aight)
Niggas ain't tough, they just high as hell
And these bitches be frontin', never got money (aight)
Know you ain't fine, you just high as hell
These niggas ain't nothin', they be on fuck shit (aight)
Part time hustlas, busters

Shit, rob a nigga by my lonesome
You ain't really from the hood until you smoke somethin'

In my bitty, I'm that niggy
I was broke, 'cause it was picky
Let the bitches have the Fendi
Rock Balenci's with the Dickies, uh, ho
She spilled her heart and I treat her, like so (she spilled her heart)
I called my ho, she can bring me more hoes (I called my ho)

Don't be sloppy when you lit, bitch (don't be sloppy)
Drop a ash and you get kicked up out this whip, sis
I've been on my crib shit, 'cause errbody dusty
Might just have to throw the fit away if anybody touch me
Had to get up in my duffy

Shit, aight (aight)
I had to fall way before I got it right (got it)
Mmm, shit, aight (aight)
I took a L the other day, that shit was light (ooh, ooh, ooh)
Fuck

These niggas ain't nothin, niggas be bluffin' (aight)
Niggas ain't tough, they just high as hell
And these bitches be frontin', never got money (aight)
Know you ain't fine, you just high as hell
These niggas ain't nothin', they be on fuck shit (aight)
Part time hustlas, busters

I like trickin' on hoes
That bring me more hoes, that act right

Copyright: Songtrust Ave, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Anthony Dixson, Darttny Ellis, Keyel Walker