Known Bitch, Ghetto Girl

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Ayy, I got a call at 330 in the morning
We was driving up to the Whataburger
Up by the stores and then I had, got a call twice
So I pick up, I hear familiar voices Mute the mic and look in hear up
I hear a voice, she say come out the crib I got your shit up
I'm knowing who the hell it is
So I go pack my shit up
And dip, I hit that corner
Turn around, hold the stick
I got my sisters in the crib and
So I'm calling my friend
Ayy, listen, man, she up at the crib she tryna set up
He said, okay, he getting ready
Just in case something up
We picking, we hearing out
We know they came from the street
They coming out the back
So we try to look and they peep
They peeping, they see us coming
So they start fucking running
They hear the main street coming Hoe a stupid little dummy the f*ck?
And I'ma start with being bold
You should've left when I cheated
And all the time you said come f*ck me
Man, your looks were deceiving
You said you wanted to be cool
But when I text you, you read it
You say you really shit But tellin' all your friends all the things
Bitch, it ain't what it seems
Move the f*ck on, stop thinking about all my dreams
You fucking up my life
And you ain't even in it for me
This shit disgusting
You pissing me off
What you want from me
You want good dick again?
Come on again
Don't cry when I leave, though
Don't cry when I cheat, though
You keep on talking you mad that I'm fucking all these hoes
But I'ma cool it
And I'ma chill it
I'ma be the villain
Since I'm the one who talking shit
You fucked up my image
Man, I should've had them bitches egg your house
I had the chance in advance
I'm mature, though
Don't ever need no clan
Man, you a fan
Man, you a fan
Got you soul tied
No lies you saw me being so dry
Man, I was pussy whipped I had plenty shit
Too many shit up on my mind Whole time, I ain't never liked that bitch
While I was on my grind I'm doing fine without her
When I was in SSC
I was flirting with my classmates
Knowing they know about me
And I ain't talking shit
Ain't need a ad-lib I'm just here to preach
You keep talking, bitch You ain't never finna be up for me
You are not for me
You for a person who really locked in
Man, she a bad influence
Tryna do shit
You ain't involved in
No, I ain't lock in
She ain't popping
When you get rich, she try to plot you
You think you locked in
When you done lost it
And I don't give a f*ck about these hoes
Cause all these hoes gon' start some beef
Give a f*ck, just hop off me
The f*ck you tryna start some beef
Start some beef
And I don't even care about you
You care about me
F*ck you on, just try to get this shit
Just hop up out this street
I don't hold no grudges
But if I don't like you, I hate you, bitch
You keep tryna play, don't give a f*ck
You full of hatred shit
I don't even trip I don't hold grudges But I hate you, bitch
Try to get that shit up through your head
Do that other shit
I can keep on going, I'm a flow
Only been rapping for a couple months
But I'ma still go
I ain't talking about no one month
Two month, three month, four Talking almost five
Try to kick it through that door
Got my mama tripping, think you slick
I fucking hate you, bitch
You getting active
Let me match it back and see you switching shit
She a known bitch She's a ghetto girl
She a known bitch She a ghetto girl
She a known bitch She's a ghetto girl
She a known bitch She a ghetto girl
She a known bitch She's a ghetto girl
JMS, S-D-R-J-D, bitch, uh She a known bitch
She a ghetto girl She a known bitch
She a ghetto girl She a known bitch
She a ghetto girl She a known bitch
She a ghetto girl

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