B!tch Shoppin (feat. K. Sebastian)

Ayy, I see they peep the way I'm rockin', tryna knock it but they can't Bad bitch give me noggin', told her put it in my hand And I think this bitch from rockin', I can take it to the land Out in the H, hundred degrees, but I'm still cool in the fan What you sayin', well it's like 30 to get in, might throw a band I'm like, f*ck it with your man, ain't doin' just know I can Said she fuckin' with my music, I'ma pass to my mans And I'm steppin' in exclusive, baby, we don't do the Vans These is Rick O, I'd be mad till she sing my song How the bitch know, used to rap to my mom Now I got some big shows, why she tryna say she from AZ But she from Fresno, why keep around if she gon' choose Let her choose, let the bitch go We don't know that, man, why would we let you in the func We don't know your clan, baby, I need y'all, I can't hold your hand Think you need to find a nerd, baby, ain't you heard Lately bought the uhh, we tryna sip the pain Play this lil' bitch, then give her a hug like it's okay Brody, that is not in a wokhardt, that's Minute Maid Baby, I'm just here to have fun, let's get that straight Now she fuckin' with the next man, I'm on the next, bitch Out in L.A. with this bitch, Pearl necklace B.B. Simon on me, had it tight and this ain't Texas Slidin' to the funk, I get it jumpin' like I pressed X Bitch, we bout to get it poppin', you can catch me on Rodeo Cuz, bitch, I'm star shoppin', don't compare me to the rest Cuz, all y'all, albums floppin', I'm just killin' rap game Like my name was John Stockton, give a f*ck about my ex Bitch, I'm movin' to the next, I ain't worried bout these bitches Cuz I only want the check, doin' so well, ho, I ain't gotta flex All this ice on my neck, bout to leave you bitches wet Heard your nigga tellin' lies, you go R2 like a gun shootin Block your bitch ass like Odell with a spike move You be tryna ride my wave, I leave your ass behind Give a f*ck about the money, bitch, it's all about my time I ain't worried bout shit, long as my nigga's doin' fine I don't do the phone calls, just to hear your bitch ass cry Cut your ass up, leave you bald like you Caillou Don't say we homies, lil' nigga, I don't like you Got a 50 piece on me, right now, bitch, I might shoot Watch who you trust, cuz these niggas just might spike you It's a cold world,They'll, like some dog food Shoutout to the ones who still ride, we gon' be up soon Ayy, we gon' be up soon We gon' eat you like some dog food Ayy, Soto X Slimmy , stay tuned, we droppin' soon, man