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lirik lagu b!tch – ace og

[intro]
(saisho)
ayy
ooh, ooh, skrrt
skrrt, skrrt, yeah, ooh
i’m gettin’ lit in this motherf*cker, yeah, ayy

[pre*chorus]
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch (woo)
b*tch, b*tch (d*mn), b*tch, b*tch (bam, bam)

[chorus]
i just be f*ckin’ on your b*tch (slatt, slatt, slatt)
if you do the same (smash), i ain’t f*ckin’ with that sh*t (nah)
all she ever want is some good rich d*ck (d*mn, d*mn)
when i’m in the kitchen, i be whippin’ with the wrist (cookin’)
you wiggas gettin’ scared, b*tch don’t take this as a diss (nah)
’cause if you show me your fear, you a f*ckin’ b*tch (p*ssy)
b*tch, i’m always lit
i will never quit (nope)
i be with the sh*ts (woo)
i be with your b*tch (d*mn)

[verse 1]
b*tch (woo), you disgustin’ (ew, ew, ew)
if anything, all we probably do is f*ckin’ (smash, smash, smash)
but even that, i don’t wanna do nothin’ (f*ck that)
b*tch, you ugly, d*mn you ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly (woo)
came in that b*tch with a droptop (skrrt)
i need a motherf*ckin’ hotspot (d*mn)
you need to motherf*ckin’ stop, stop
fast dope in the kitchen like chop, chop (chop, chop, chop)
my pistol be ballin’ likе pop, pop (pop, pop, pop)
okay, i need this flow to stop, stop (huh)
like nav, everything hit
my flow on thе beat so stupid (so stupid)
[pre*chorus]
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch (woo)
b*tch, b*tch (d*mn), b*tch, b*tch (bam, bam)

[verse 2]
that p*ssy so mush like it’s f*ckin’ lasagna (ew)
(saisho)
this the new age, you ain’t got no madonna (no)
now i don’t wanna start no motherf*ckin’ drama (i don’t wanna start that sh*t)
i just wanna smoke on all this marijuana
i just wanna be the up*and*coming trending topic (trendin’, trendin’)
but seriously, can somebody catch me a ride to california? (skrrt)
i’ma get the money and turn this wigga’s brain to pasta (bah, bah, bah, bah)
catch me chillin’ out in a motherf*ckin’ sauna (b*tch)
a b*tch is a b*tch if you like it or not (woo)
she might be a thot even though that she hot (d*mn)
i be smokin’ on weed, i don’t do no crack or pot (no)
jot down some bars while ridin’ on a yacht (brrr, brrr)
lot of wiggas wanna say i changed, i’m new to the game
they wanna compare me to other rappers, sayin’ my style is the same
y’all just jealous i be ridin’ in a f*ckin’ rover range (skrrt)
sellin’ crazy at only six singles, b*tch i’m gettin’ paid (gotta get that money)
i done got my own style, b*tch i’m mothef*ckin’ strange (yeah)
white boy in the game, all you wiggas so lame, sh*t (hahaha)
[pre*chorus]
b*tch, b*tch, b*tch, b*tch (b*tch) (woo)
b*tch (b*tch), b*tch (b*tch) (d*mn), b*tch (b*tch) (woo), b*tch (b*tch) (bam, bam)

[chorus]
i just be f*ckin’ on your b*tch (slatt, slatt, slatt) (f*ckin’ on your b*tch)
if you do the same (smash), i ain’t f*ckin’ with that sh*t (nah)
all she ever want is some good rich d*ck (d*mn, d*mn) (good rich d*ck)
when i’m in the kitchen, i be whippin’ with the wrist (whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, whip it up) (cookin’)
you wiggas gettin’ scared, b*tch don’t take this as a diss (no, no, no, no) (nah)
’cause if you show me your fear, you a f*ckin’ b*tch (you a f*ckin’ b*tch) (p*ssy)
b*tch, i’m always lit
i will never quit (i will never) (nope)
i be with the sh*ts (woo)
i be with your b*tch (d*mn)

[outro]
f*ckin’ b*tch
i don’t wanna deal with these motherf*ckin’ b*tches, man
b*tch get on my motherf*ckin’ nerves
done tryna f*ckin’— god, man— f*ck, man
wiggas gettin’ on my case and sh*t, these wiggas be b*tches, man
you know what i’m tryna say?
yeah, yeah, d*mn, man, god
(saisho)

- ace og

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