Lyrics
All on my nuts I'm a teabag
You damn right I'm bout to be that
Bring that hoe right back to life
Just to kill his ass again, repass
Ain't no gun yo breath where that heat at
Add real to **** i be that
Bitches talk behind the scenes, they think I don't know but I really do
need that
All on my nuts I'm a teabag
You damn right I'm bout to be that
Bring that hoe right back to life
Just to kill his ass again, repass
Ain't no gun yo breath where that heat at
Add real to **** i be that
Bitches talk behind the scenes, they think I don't know but I really do
need that
Bitch you a loser, speaking on me and don't even know me
Bitch you a chop, the autotune and you sound like mama odie
I gotta stop, you say you won't diss then you gotta show me
Got 3000 views off calling you ugly and bitches thinking they control me bitch
We can go hit for hit
Smacking bitches going diss for diss
Speaking bad on the kid to these **** and I don't even know they ass exist
Said we can go hit for hit
Said we can go diss for diss
Monkey ass bitches keep swinging but every one of them swings miss
Got bitches heated they mad
Real life they going out sad
You old that's pussy that's sad
I ain't gone cap I did beat her ass
Got bitches heated they mad
Real life they going out sad
You old that's pussy that's sad
I ain't gone cap I did beat her ass
All on my nuts I'm a teabag
You damn right I'm bout to be that
Bring that hoe right back to life
Just to kill his ass again, repass
Ain't no gun yo breath where that heat at
Add real to **** i be that
Bitches talk behind the scenes, they think I don't know but I really do
need that
All on my nuts I'm a teabag
You damn right I'm bout to be that
Bring that hoe right back to life
Just to kill his ass again, repass
Ain't no gun yo breath where that heat at
Add real to **** i be that
Bitches talk behind the scenes, they think I don't know but I really do
need that
Shoot my shot, ball like a hooper
Yeah they call me Kobe
Fuck flexing on these little bitty hoes
Talking shit like bitch you don't know me
Got fast lil shit in my backyard
No NBA but I stunt hard
I don't be fucking with bitches
Cause my mouth hoe it's gone go far
Broke lil bitch go get a life
Rolling these bitches like dice
Talking that shit on the gram
Guess im lit like a light
Bitch want to pop it lets fight
Fly lil bitch no kite
Stacking this money like paperwork
Lil bitch this none slight
I'm the type of bitch to get her gone
Gifting bitches no home alone
Cheesy bitch with the cheesy lyrics that birth got the pussy of a provolone
Popping these bitches ion need no pill
Imma show a bitch what's really trill
Killing these hoes like Micheal myers, I'm just keeping shit real
Written by: Jayvien Terry
