"Bitches" lyrics
Bitches on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
On bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
Bitches on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
On bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
Yeah
My fans they ride or die
She hopped in the van so she could ride my dick all night
That pussy tight
Turn it inside out
I just might
I despise
Broke boys tryna tell me how to live my life
Game's finished, hella kids would want a do over
And I used to think that way too until I grew older
New range rover, gold chains, you want 'em bad
Dont get mad, name your game, get your bag
Bedsheets I be fuckin these bitches in they be dolce
She been messing shit up all night like it's ok
Gold flakes
Rain on her when she walks through the doorway
Roses in the bathtub same one where she spilled the rosé
Smokin on resin
Looking for reasons
Why they find me so offensive?
Why they gettin' so obsessive?
It's peanuts to me whatever they spendin
I give 'em penis cuz that's what they been demanding
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
On bitches, on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
Ouu, I see you upside down
With your legs in the air
In the air, yeah
Ouu
Upside down
With your legs in the air
In the air, yeah
Yeah, you know I never back down
Alright now
She wanted me to fuck her upside down
Bad bitch from Chi-town
Naked no nightgown
We went 'bout 5 rounds
Until she tapped out
We had a wild time
Damn
Don't know 'bout you but I'm 'bout mine
Allergic to the bullshit (Allergic to the bullshit)
I go a-tchou I don't like lies
(Bitches on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
On bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches)
And I got bitches on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
Huh?
And I got bitches on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
Ouu, I see you upside down
With your legs in the air
In the air, yeah
Ouuh
Upside down
With your legs in the air
In the air, yeah
I can't seem to find 'em
Just like that old song 'bout you in my finder
And I don't want nothing binding
Just sip a drink get behind her
I've been stuck in the limelight
You and me, let's go hide in the shower
Have sex for hours
On bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
Bitches on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
On bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
Yeah
My fans they ride or die
She hopped in the van so she could ride my dick all night
That pussy tight
Turn it inside out
I just might
I despise
Broke boys tryna tell me how to live my life
Game's finished, hella kids would want a do over
And I used to think that way too until I grew older
New range rover, gold chains, you want 'em bad
Dont get mad, name your game, get your bag
Bedsheets I be fuckin these bitches in they be dolce
She been messing shit up all night like it's ok
Gold flakes
Rain on her when she walks through the doorway
Roses in the bathtub same one where she spilled the rosé
Smokin on resin
Looking for reasons
Why they find me so offensive?
Why they gettin' so obsessive?
It's peanuts to me whatever they spendin
I give 'em penis cuz that's what they been demanding
(Bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
On bitches, on bitches on bitches on bitches on bitches
Ouu, I see you upside down
With your legs in the air
In the air, yeah
Ouu
Upside down
With your legs in the air
In the air, yeah
Yeah, you know I never back down
Alright now
She wanted me to fuck her upside down
Bad bitch from Chi-town
Naked no nightgown
We went 'bout 5 rounds
Until she tapped out
We had a wild time
Damn
Don't know 'bout you but I'm 'bout mine
Allergic to the bullshit (Allergic to the bullshit)
I go a-tchou I don't like lies
(Bitches on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
On bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches)
And I got bitches on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
Huh?
And I got bitches on bitches, on bitches, on bitches, on bitches
Ouu, I see you upside down
With your legs in the air
In the air, yeah
Ouuh
Upside down
With your legs in the air
In the air, yeah
I can't seem to find 'em
Just like that old song 'bout you in my finder
And I don't want nothing binding
Just sip a drink get behind her
I've been stuck in the limelight
You and me, let's go hide in the shower
Have sex for hours
