Bitch Made

Ay, don’t call us
Don’t text us
Don’t be coming around here no more bro
These ain’t no fucking games bro
ROLLINGSUICIDE ain’t no fucking game bro
Stop playing with us
(Ooooh, sorry pretty boy)
(Yeah we blast heat
This shit get nasty
Your body stashed in a taxi
You dead for facts, B
Don’t approach us when we relaxing
Up in the backseat with two baddies
Tryna ride all on the JETT they call me Daddy)
Yeah we blast heat
This shit get nasty
Your body stashed in a taxi
You dead for facts, B
Don’t approach us when we relaxing
Up in the backseat with two baddies (ay)
Tryna ride all on the JETT they call me Daddy
Somebody flipped on a switch
All of this money I’m stacking you’d think that I’m Mitch
Ain’t even tryna convince
I made more money last night than you paying for rent
Stephen Curry with the swish
All of you bitches can bow down and suck’eth a dick
You hoes are nasty
I’m tryna find someone classy
Keepin' it real with the classics, ay
Energy you could not match it, ay
Feelings you better not catch’em, ay
Blicky got all the attachments, ay
Motherfucker I’m a bastard, ay
The day that I take my last breath and they put me to rest
I’ll be flipping you off from my casket, ay
Lil bitch, lil bitch
How you gon' fuck up the bro code?
How you gon' turn on the gang like you don’t know?
Fucking on your homie’s ex is a no-go
Pussy you more of a ho than that ho, though
You never been a real, you is a whole joke
We do not fuck with you, you is not kinfolk
Do not pull up Broly you do not want smoke
These ain’t no subs pussy I wanna provoke
Ho’s before bros so that makes you a bitch
Why ain’t I shocked you the one to go switch
Try and pull up on us homie you will get hit
Pussy you lucky you ain’t in a ditch
Short little fuck we don’t see eye to eye
Got no respect for a bitch with no pride
You know where I hang, bro you know where I reside
So if there’s a problem you know where to slide
I’m a homewrecker, but I would never switch up
On my brothers and fuck on they ex bruh
Shit I could never, fuck over one of my day ones
Cuz I was just itching for neck bruh
Better not test us, got no love for you
Untrustworthy bitches to us you are dead bruh
Homie remember, if you see us in the streets
Just know we applying that pressure, yuh
(Pressure, pressure)
Shut up Bitch
(Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure)
Fuck a Bitch, uh yeah
(Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure)
Shut up bitch
(Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure)
Fuck a bitch, uh yeah
Shut up bitch
(Pressure, pressure, pressure)
Fuck a bitch, uh yeah
Shut up bitch, yuh
(Pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure, pressure
Lil bitch, lil bitch, lil bitch
Pressure, pressure, pressure)