"Head From A Rap Bitch" lyrics
(feat. King Hendrick$)
(Not these guys)
[CEO Trayle:]
Head from a rap bitch, pussy from a singer (Yeah)
Naw, bitch, these Kapital, this is not the Wrangler
Fucked the bitch and ain't reply, couple months, now I'm a stranger
She wan' bust my windows out, do that out of anger
Love the way I paint her face, she call me a painter
Baby such a good girl, Big Backdoor might taint her
Thousand pounds comin' in, brought it on a tanker
Fuck around with Backdoor money, you in danger
Junkies hit the beeper, junkies hit the pager
Kicked her out, she talk astrology, this bitch here a sager
No, I'm not a superhero, bitch, I couldn't save her
She love the way I kick the P, she say I'm kickin' flavor
Said this shit too damn strong, said the neighbors
Divorce the lil' bitch, I'm tryna give the bitch papers
I'm married to the money, I'm in love with the paper
Ayy, you niggas smokin' bullshit, grabba with the paper
Yeah, yeah, me and my twin, we like Mario, Luigi
She love me, tryna squeeze me, she clean up like a squeegee
My brother down the road, he got a custom-made fifi
The labelhead white, think he know me just 'cause BET
I'm sick just like the CDC, remember days of EBT
Kicked him out the spot just 'cause the pussy couldn't keep it G
Fucked a nigga bitch, it hurt him bad, he couldn't even keep it P
You need some 3D goggles if you plan on seeing me
Yeah, yeah, triple cross, pussy nigga, I'm goin' three for three
Make a bitch pay to see this shit, I'm talkin' PPV
I give the bitch a thousand dollars a date, act like this EDD
I bought my son Amiri, but I bought the bitch some Louis V
Yeah, nigga, you don't know me, tryna act like you cool with me
Womb to the tomb with me, mask like MF DOOM with me
Still got two for five, yeah, that mean that you get two a piece
Yeah, popped a Perc', I'm high, bitch, you can't come to the moon with me
The bitch wanna leave Backdoor, said she through with me
Yeah, stupid bitch won't even leave, stupid bitch tryna leave her keys
The stupid bitch sad 'cause Larry said let's go tour overseas
Bitch, we don't even go together, how the fuck you gon' go with me?
You can come shop now, I got the fuckin' store with me
I'll treat a fat bitch just like Professor Oglevee
Bitch, I'm the one, that's before the fuckin' two and three
No fuckin' ass, got the nerve to have some double D's
Yeah, yeah, bitch got the nerve to say she fuckin' me
Yeah, got a Glock, but you know I gotta tuck it deep
[King Hendrick$:]
Yeah, you know
Ayy, you know
Yeah, Rolls on, fours on, stove on, load gone
Every single lick that pull up mine, I got a gold phone
Niggas, they get shot up every day 'cause who they told on
Two, three-hour wait to pop the safe, I punch the code wrong
Yeah, P time, strip club, me time
Migo rich as hell, he feed informants to the feline
I could drop a chicken in the pot, we call that deep fryin'
Ride inside a Maybach, this bitch don't even got the peace sign
Yeah, I go trap in Prichard, that's a girl town
Dare a nigga play, that be the day we shut the world down
Like fuck life, dope on my butter knife
Way she throw it back, I can't even hold my cup right
When you MOB, they do the hit for free, that's bruh price
I got four pints of syrup, drink that shit like Bud Lite, yeah
Pourin' up a big cup, drink that shit like S.U.C.
Catch a ho like Pokémon, 'bows in the SUV
Got some head from this rap ho, she put the kid to sleep
Bank account start with 702 like LV
You petty ballin', nigga, she never callin'
I made like double in OT, ain't have to sell, I'm all in
I hit the spot, open the closet up, it's cheddar fallin'
The plug own the restaurant, his mama sell tamales
[CEO Trayle:]
Head from a rap bitch, pussy from a singer (Yeah)
Naw, bitch, these Kapital, this is not the Wrangler
Fucked the bitch and ain't reply, couple months, now I'm a stranger
She wan' bust my windows out, do that out of anger
Love the way I paint her face, she call me a painter
Baby such a good girl, Big Backdoor might taint her
Thousand pounds comin' in, brought it on a tanker
Fuck around with Backdoor money, you in danger
Junkies hit the beeper, junkies hit the pager
Kicked her out, she talk astrology, this bitch here a sager
No, I'm not a superhero, bitch, I couldn't save her
She love the way I kick the P, she say I'm kickin' flavor
Said this shit too damn strong, said the neighbors
Divorce the lil' bitch, I'm tryna give the bitch papers
I'm married to the money, I'm in love with the paper
Ayy, you niggas smokin' bullshit, grabba with the paper
Yeah, yeah, me and my twin, we like Mario, Luigi
She love me, tryna squeeze me, she clean up like a squeegee
My brother down the road, he got a custom-made fifi
The labelhead white, think he know me just 'cause BET
I'm sick just like the CDC, remember days of EBT
Kicked him out the spot just 'cause the pussy couldn't keep it G
Fucked a nigga bitch, it hurt him bad, he couldn't even keep it P
You need some 3D goggles if you plan on seeing me
Yeah, yeah, triple cross, pussy nigga, I'm goin' three for three
Make a bitch pay to see this shit, I'm talkin' PPV
I give the bitch a thousand dollars a date, act like this EDD
I bought my son Amiri, but I bought the bitch some Louis V
Yeah, nigga, you don't know me, tryna act like you cool with me
Womb to the tomb with me, mask like MF DOOM with me
Still got two for five, yeah, that mean that you get two a piece
Yeah, popped a Perc', I'm high, bitch, you can't come to the moon with me
The bitch wanna leave Backdoor, said she through with me
Yeah, stupid bitch won't even leave, stupid bitch tryna leave her keys
The stupid bitch sad 'cause Larry said let's go tour overseas
Bitch, we don't even go together, how the fuck you gon' go with me?
You can come shop now, I got the fuckin' store with me
I'll treat a fat bitch just like Professor Oglevee
Bitch, I'm the one, that's before the fuckin' two and three
No fuckin' ass, got the nerve to have some double D's
Yeah, yeah, bitch got the nerve to say she fuckin' me
Yeah, got a Glock, but you know I gotta tuck it deep
[King Hendrick$:]
Yeah, you know
Ayy, you know
Yeah, Rolls on, fours on, stove on, load gone
Every single lick that pull up mine, I got a gold phone
Niggas, they get shot up every day 'cause who they told on
Two, three-hour wait to pop the safe, I punch the code wrong
Yeah, P time, strip club, me time
Migo rich as hell, he feed informants to the feline
I could drop a chicken in the pot, we call that deep fryin'
Ride inside a Maybach, this bitch don't even got the peace sign
Yeah, I go trap in Prichard, that's a girl town
Dare a nigga play, that be the day we shut the world down
Like fuck life, dope on my butter knife
Way she throw it back, I can't even hold my cup right
When you MOB, they do the hit for free, that's bruh price
I got four pints of syrup, drink that shit like Bud Lite, yeah
Pourin' up a big cup, drink that shit like S.U.C.
Catch a ho like Pokémon, 'bows in the SUV
Got some head from this rap ho, she put the kid to sleep
Bank account start with 702 like LV
You petty ballin', nigga, she never callin'
I made like double in OT, ain't have to sell, I'm all in
I hit the spot, open the closet up, it's cheddar fallin'
The plug own the restaurant, his mama sell tamales
