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letra de 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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