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Stunna Girl

Bo$$ Shit

 

Bo$$ Shit

(album: YKWTFGO - 2019)


I ain't no sucka' ain't no weak bitch
You know what the fuck going on
I ain't no sucka' ain't no weak bitch
Bitch ain't no fucking rules to this street shit
I ain't no sucka' ain't no weak bitch
Bitch ain't no fucking rules to this street shit

I ain't checking in with no bitches when I'm in they town
Bitch, ima catch you
You ain't allowed places I be around
Bitch, you took that L
There ain't no coming back
Lil rat bitch chain ain't worth shit
But on mamas I'm still snatching that

Everybody can see
You wasn't tough til' you came around me
Better not talk about me
Talk behind everybody back
Better not talk about me

Bitch you beefing by yourself
I don't got beef with you
Yo patna's letting you get jumped
My bitches beating you
You can't call them niggas you be fucking when it's crunch time
My niggas gon' come kill shit
One phone call it's a flat line

Bitch I'm a god how bout you?
It ain't meant for you to understand the shit that I do
You is a fraud, you not you
Niggas be fake, but act like it's bool

I'm a motherfucking boss, I got boss shit to do
I don't explain shit, and I ain't got shit to prove
I'm a motherfucking boss, I got boss shit to do
To contact me, it's some people you gotta go through

You grew up in the suburbs
Bitch, I'm really out them slums
Everybody up in jail or they on the run
How you gon' come diss a bitch that you don't even know
You talked crazy to the right bitch and now you fucking know

Hey come holla at me
Let's bend a block or two
You get to talking too much, ima stop talking to you
I'm a motherfucking boss, I got boss shit to do
Bitch I stay ready, so what is you ready to do?

I ain't heard about no tough shit that you ever did
Bitch I been up in this traffic since a fucking kid
And all them gangster ass lyrics you don't fucking live
You low-key ratting on me hoping they give me a bid

Ima give a bitch exactly what she asking for
Ima give a bitch exactly what she asking for
Ima give a bitch exactly what she asking for
Ima give a bitch exactly what she asking for

I'm a motherfucking boss, I got boss shit to do
I'm a motherfucking boss, I got boss shit to do
Ha so what you tryna do?
Ha what you tryna do?

Bitch you say you gon' get me but ima get you first
Bitch fuck yo' feelings, leave em' in your purse
I ain't no sucker ain't no weak bitch
Ain't no fucking rules when it comes to some real street shit

Bitch fuck you and this chain
Bitch fuck you and yo' gang
You crying on the internet
You see that this is not a game
That's why you in that position right now
You little stupid bitch
Quit saying what you finna come do and just do it bitch

Bitch cop another chain, ima snatch that shit again
Bitch cop another chain, ima snatch that shit again

Bitch lay the fuck down
Bitch give me all of that
Now they calling for your shit
And I ain't calling back, bitch

Bitch I'm a god how bout you?
It ain't meant for you to understand the shit that I do
You is a fraud, you not you
Niggas be fake, but act like it's bool

I'm a motherfucking boss, I got boss shit to do
I don't explain shit, and I ain't got shit to prove
I'm a motherfucking boss, I got boss shit to do
To contact me, it's some people you gotta go through

I ain't hard to find bitch you better come retaliate
If I catch yo ass again, bitch ima up that murder rate
I ain't hard to find hoe you better come retaliate
If I catch yo ass again, bitch ima up that murder rate

Everybody can see
You wasn't tough til' you came around me
Better not talk about me
Talk behind everybody back
Better not talk about me

(Bitch you beefing by yourself I don't got beef with you)
You hear me though
Bitch
It's Stunna Girl, the motherfucking [?] nigga

You already know what time it is
You already know what time it is bitch

Now you crying on the internet
You's a little rat bitch
You's a little rat bitch

done

Did you add all the unfamiliar words from this song?