One of my bitches made
One of my bitches made
Yeah (ayy, Castro go crazy)

One of my bitches made fifty on OnlyFans
Get it how you live, yeah
I beat the odds, I'm a criminal
Now I'm successful and rich, yeah
I'ma give twenty-five to my niggas that hit up a snitch, yeah
I just nearly caught a case the other day, but they had no witness
It's been like thirteen or fourteen days and I been on the lit
Started poppin' pills and it gave me a permanent itch, yeah
I got bitches I'on't fuck but I still buy them gifts, yeah
This girl is so cringe, yeah
When she's with me she takes pics, yeah

I got niggas that I cut off but I loved them like brothers when I heard that they snitched, yeah
I got niggas that didn't wanna see me do well, didn't wanna see me rich, yeah
I got niggas that know where I'm at but don't pull up, we got guns at the crib, yeah
To be honest how I think, I still grew up, some parts still make me sick, yeah
I told my mummy the other day I am not angry at you, no
I ain't seen you for a minute, I'm workin' I been in the studio
I'm pourin' codeine all up in my drink and it's makin' me move slow
And I just pull up on niggas with murder gang, you know the usual
Have you ever prayed a Janazah, been to a niggas funeral?
And my yardie ting, sip fire water then turn up and do the most
Told my brother LB, don't go missin' on me
If you do, I'll lose it all
Life's about livin' and lovin' and learnin', my baby, I do it all

One of my bitches made fifty on OnlyFans
Get it how you live, yeah
I beat the odds, I'm a criminal
Now I'm successful and rich, yeah
I'ma give twenty-five to my niggas that hit up a snitch, yeah
I just nearly caught a case the other day, but they had no witness
It's been like thirteen or fourteen days and I been on the lit
Started poppin' pills and it gave me a permanent itch, yeah
I got bitches I'on't fuck but I still buy them gifts, yeah
This girl is so cringe, yeah
When she's with me she takes pics, yeah

Right now I'm playin' Warzone
She gettin' mad, say I don't listen
She said it's me or the cats
Then I went straight back to the kitchen
My other ting really ain't got no plan
She fell in love with the bands
She fell in love with the fam
She love that I count, and nize her business
Way before this I had crack in a car
Way before this I had crack in my arse
She Saint Laurent when I flew her to France
Said I was nothin' I knew they was wrong
Gelato comin through the mail
I think these niggas'll tell
I think we're livin' in hell
All of my women Chanel
And I still think the drugs gon' help me

One of my bitches made fifty on OnlyFans
Get it how you live, yeah
I beat the odds, I'm a criminal
Now I'm successful and rich, yeah
I'ma give twenty-five to my niggas that hit up a snitch, yeah
I just nearly caught a case the other day, but they had no witness
It's been like thirteen or fourteen days and I been on the lit, yeah
Started poppin' pills and it gave me a permanent itch, yeah
I got bitches I'on't fuck but I still buy them gifts, yeah
This girl is so cringe, yeah
When she's with me she takes pics, yeah

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Writer(s): Adam Williams, Ricky Banton