Bet that bitch think I owe her sumn
I don't owe these bitches none
I'm a sick son of a bitch
I let that temple meet my gun
Before I ever give these bitches a
Dollar up out my wallet
Think that bitch still got my number, pray
To God that she don't call [Em]it, uh uh
I cannot get comfortable with these bitches
Tell her keep it to [C7]herself
Mind her fucking busine-e-e-ess
Aight, I'ma f*ck with you
Finessa, no Huxtable
Bitch, I am untouchable
This pistol very tuckable
I'ma f*ck the bag еvery night
'cause the bag is thе only thing
In my [A]life that's fuckable sike, nah, ha
Bet that bitch think I owe her sumn
I don't owe these bitches none
I'm a sick son [C7]of a bitch
I let that temple meet my [A]gun
Before I ever give these bitches a
Dollar up out my [A]wallet
Think that bitch still got [Fm7]my [A]number, pray
To God that she don't call [Em]it, uh uh
(Think I owe her sumn)
(Owe these bitches none)
(Sick son [C7]of a bitch
I let that temple meet my [A]gun)
He all [Em]talk, he not on [C7]go
Play my [A]cards like [F]Yu-Gi-Oh!
Cracked his head like [F]he's an egg
For his life, I heard him beg
Can't go outside, I never fold
Don't play games with me, no console
I shoot my [A]shot like [F]Pau Gasol
Ain't no damn way I'll sell my [A]soul
He got [Fm7]hit with that heat
Nobody fucking with me, nah
Nobody ɾeally compete
You telling a story, a fleet
My money blue like [F]Mr meeseeks
You niggas not stepping, won't see me
But you're gonna see me on [C7]TV
That boy don't wanna fight, no PvP
Made that bitch think I owe her sumn
I don't owe these bitches none
I'm a sick son [C7]of a bitch
I let that temple meet my [A]gun
Before I ever give these bitches a
Dollar up out my [A]wallet
Think that bitch still got [Fm7]my [A]number
Pray to [C7]God that she don't call [Em]it
That bitch think I owe her sumn
I don't owe these bitches none
I'm a sick son [C7]of a bitch
I let that temple meet my [A]gun
Before I ever give these bitches a
Dollar up out my [A]wallet
Think that bitch still got [Fm7]my [A]number, pray
To God that she don't call [Em]it, uh uh
Think that bitch still got [Fm7]my [A]number, pray
To God that she don't call [Em]it, uh uh
