"Why He Bluffing" lyrics
(Andree, run it up)
Ha, stupid bitch
(Ain't no fucking way, Chance)
Nigga, I be turnt, I don't give a fuck
Pussy
I get up with any nigga, I swear to God, like
I be on crash shit, play with me, bitch, come on stupid
Nigga wanna come for me, they know I be on dumb shit
All a nigga do is run his mouth, his ass don't run shit
Pussy nigga see me out in public, he gon' run quick
You know I got my blick, I'ma up it and dump it
Crack a nigga head like he fucking humpty dumpty
Digging in his bitch pussy, she like, "Dot, I'm coming"
She know a nigga lit, so she had told a jit to come in
I got plenty money, nigga, I don't want for nothing
He said that he did this and he did that, man, why he bluffing?
Nigga soft as hell, whoopee cushion, these niggas fluffy
Number one stunter, feel like Birdman or something
Nigga hear frrt, everybody Forrest Gumping
These niggas shoot shick quick, so I advice your ass to chill
Why you talking like you like that, that ain't even how you live
Your lil' ho ass moving fishy so we shot him in his gills
Put it back in human form, we hit his lungs right by his ribs
Now he like, "How do I breathe?" like he Mario for real
Fucked his bitch to R&B, I played the song Wale, "On Chill"
Life I live, bitch, I can die tonight, so fuck me while I'm here
So just excuse me if it came off rude, awkward, bad, or weird
With the guys, we on the block, we hanging like a chandelier
It ain't no nigga that I fear, .45 Glock knock down a bear
Send her money for a fronter so I fucking pull her hair
I be digging in her deep, that pussy beat like it's a snare
Main attraction, that be me, I make these bitches stop and stare
Bitch-ass nigga nothing like me, how the fuck do y'all compare?
And that money be my wifey, you could leave, bitch, I don't care
Like I'm Phil Collins, pussy ho, I feel it in the air
He think he a gangster, wanna be a tweaking ho
They, "Jdot Breezy, why you always tweaking though?"
'Cause niggas always playing like I won't pop out with callico
I can't cuff a freak, but I swear I love a freaky ho
For me, this bitch get freaky though, in beef, I move strategic, ho
They wanna get up with me but know the risk, so they don't try it though
Damn, I hate a lying ho, like bitch, what you lying for?
You grown as hell with a free will, you never gotta lie, ho
Sipping drank, I ride slow, high speed I see five-oh
Me and Light bought four sticks, I need to buy like five more
Take what? Try, ho, dummy, die slow
Hm, try, silly, it be straight switches when we leave the show
Ha, niggas know it's guns galore, try, ho, you gon' die
Stupid-ass nigga, I be ready for anything, I swear to God
Ready for war, nigga
Dump shit, boy, I be on, swear to God, I be on real crash shit
What? What you wanna do? Stupid
Ha, stupid bitch
(Ain't no fucking way, Chance)
Nigga, I be turnt, I don't give a fuck
Pussy
I get up with any nigga, I swear to God, like
I be on crash shit, play with me, bitch, come on stupid
Nigga wanna come for me, they know I be on dumb shit
All a nigga do is run his mouth, his ass don't run shit
Pussy nigga see me out in public, he gon' run quick
You know I got my blick, I'ma up it and dump it
Crack a nigga head like he fucking humpty dumpty
Digging in his bitch pussy, she like, "Dot, I'm coming"
She know a nigga lit, so she had told a jit to come in
I got plenty money, nigga, I don't want for nothing
He said that he did this and he did that, man, why he bluffing?
Nigga soft as hell, whoopee cushion, these niggas fluffy
Number one stunter, feel like Birdman or something
Nigga hear frrt, everybody Forrest Gumping
These niggas shoot shick quick, so I advice your ass to chill
Why you talking like you like that, that ain't even how you live
Your lil' ho ass moving fishy so we shot him in his gills
Put it back in human form, we hit his lungs right by his ribs
Now he like, "How do I breathe?" like he Mario for real
Fucked his bitch to R&B, I played the song Wale, "On Chill"
Life I live, bitch, I can die tonight, so fuck me while I'm here
So just excuse me if it came off rude, awkward, bad, or weird
With the guys, we on the block, we hanging like a chandelier
It ain't no nigga that I fear, .45 Glock knock down a bear
Send her money for a fronter so I fucking pull her hair
I be digging in her deep, that pussy beat like it's a snare
Main attraction, that be me, I make these bitches stop and stare
Bitch-ass nigga nothing like me, how the fuck do y'all compare?
And that money be my wifey, you could leave, bitch, I don't care
Like I'm Phil Collins, pussy ho, I feel it in the air
He think he a gangster, wanna be a tweaking ho
They, "Jdot Breezy, why you always tweaking though?"
'Cause niggas always playing like I won't pop out with callico
I can't cuff a freak, but I swear I love a freaky ho
For me, this bitch get freaky though, in beef, I move strategic, ho
They wanna get up with me but know the risk, so they don't try it though
Damn, I hate a lying ho, like bitch, what you lying for?
You grown as hell with a free will, you never gotta lie, ho
Sipping drank, I ride slow, high speed I see five-oh
Me and Light bought four sticks, I need to buy like five more
Take what? Try, ho, dummy, die slow
Hm, try, silly, it be straight switches when we leave the show
Ha, niggas know it's guns galore, try, ho, you gon' die
Stupid-ass nigga, I be ready for anything, I swear to God
Ready for war, nigga
Dump shit, boy, I be on, swear to God, I be on real crash shit
What? What you wanna do? Stupid
