"Weak Hoes" lyrics

Why these niggas fall in love with weak hoes?
Why these niggas fall in love with weak hoes?
Money talk, numbers speak, ho
I got a bag, I ain't worried 'bout a cheap ho
Not a needy ho, not a needy ho
I got a loyal bitch, she don't need me though
She don't need me though, she don't need me though
She don't need me though, she don't need me though

Twenty-four hours, I got lean on my bladder
I'm like, "Bae, pass the blicky, it got a beam, I might splat 'em"
I smell pussy, I can't dap 'em
Wipe his nose, grab a napkin
She met the stacking niggas that day, got that mm, so I cap 'em
And I got the Draco on me too, keep on playing, I'll make it clap
Lotta niggas be cuffing up these broke hoes, can't even buy 'em a snack
This bitch can't even give you a rack
Your broke ass can't even give 'em back
Broke hoes out here making a proud penny, call 'em Kyla Pratt
I could upgrade you, but I wanna upgrade Beyoncé
If I can fuck on your bitch, then I'm wanting your bitch, that's all that I'm saying
Pull up to the party, "Where the Percs at?"
Broke bitches and niggas belong together
My ho will pimp your ho for cheddar
You gotta do better if you know better

Why these niggas fall in love with weak hoes?
Why these niggas fall in love with weak hoes?
Money talk, numbers speak, ho
I got a bag, I ain't worried 'bout a cheap ho
Not a needy ho, not a needy ho
I got a loyal bitch, she don't need me though
She don't need me though, she don't need me though
She don't need me though, she don't need me though

Blatt 'em
Blick
Bitches ain't shit