Bitches And Hoes

These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it I'm up in the air and on top of a building Eye in a scope you ain't stopping a killing I blew a bag tryna pot on a million Now that I got it you all in your feelings If you around me no bummin' or millin' Everybody in the field and they tillin' I got my cutty with me and he drillin' I told that nigga don't go back to prison I need my folks to be free Rollin' with me and then smokin' this tree I don't believe none of that shit that I hear And I only half believe what I see You got a problem then bring it to me I be the nigga that you hate to be But for my service I'm takin' a fee An arm and a leg and a P of the tree These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes Gettin' the bag is a ritual She put the bitch in habitual Come here and get you a visual The money's coming in continual And nothing we do is conventional I knocked you out the way intentional The war that we fightin's positional So I stay on guard like a sentinel The closer I'm getting to winning this game More that I see most the players is lame I am an animal I am not tame I get the cash in a dash like Dame Got rid of my ego and all my shame I'm a lot different from whence that I came Even with that it's some things that remain If you say it man best be praising my name These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes These are my bitches And these are my hoes And that's how it goes