Bottom Boy lyrics

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[Chorus]
I'm a bad b*t*h getter foolin' with weapons, hard to stay humble, I came up from nothin'
You pillow talk with these b*t*hes and lay up, whenever I pull up, she know that I'm dunkin'
He cross me, he bleedin', don't wanna get even, don't wanna get even, I'm wit' repercussions
They tried to drag me down when I was down, now I'm all in the mix, the topic of discussion

[Verse 1]
I ain't bring my weapon for nothin', if I show this b*t*h, then I'm dumpin', ain't got time for flexin' or stuntin'
She did me wrong but she cryin', b*t*h, what is you on? Better go take the depressants or somethin'
He want some smoke 'cause a n***a put d**k in his b*t*h, man, this broke boy depressin' or somethin'
Two months since I be from Cedar to Modani, he want a problem? Address it or somethin'
My b*t*h be the baddest b*t*h with me, I still go back to the city, get back to the city
I made some racks in the city, still makin' racks in the city, my car came as fast as can get it
Bro smack the pack when I get it, I've never been selfish or stingy, my bro rockin' Gucci and Fendi
You say you love me but you never show it, I wanna know who really with me
Brand new Hemi, they gon' hear when I'm comin'
.40 loud, know they gon' hear when I'm dumpin'
Treat the b*t*h like I can't hear her or somethin'
These n***as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin'
n***as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin'
n***as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin'
n***as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin'
These n***as must think I'ma fear 'em or somethin'

[Chorus]
I'm a bad b*t*h getter foolin' with weapons, hard to stay humble, I came up from nothin'
You pillow talk with these b*t*hes and lay up, whenever I pull up, she know that I'm dunkin'
He cross me, he bleedin', don't wanna get even, don't wanna get even, I'm wit' repercussions
They tried to drag me down when I was down, now I'm all in the mix, the topic of discussion

[Verse 2]
She get whatever she want, I get whatever she don't, my b*t*h got it wrong
She hate when I be in a ton of groupie b*t*hes and be talkin' 'bout thots in my songs
She know when I be in it, make a movie and then if we start, we ain't stoppin' for long
I pray to God, I hope that I don't lose it and then if I start, I ain't stoppin' my wrongs
Keep my .23, I'm feelin' like Jordan
I came up, I'm feelin' important
They don't know a bit of my story
They try to doubt me and extort me
I had to hit some robberies wit' Ourty
Had a .380 'fore I had the .40
Runnin' 'round bad as f**k, was just a shorty
Ain't have the new shoes or the new clothes, bro would kill a n***a for some Jordans

[Chorus]
I'm a bad b*t*h getter foolin' with weapons, hard to stay humble, I came up from nothin'
You pillow talk with these b*t*hes and lay up, whenever I pull up, she know that I'm dunkin'
He cross me, he bleedin', don't wanna get even, don't wanna get even, I'm wit' repercussions
They tried to drag me down when I was down, now I'm all in the mix, the topic of discussion

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