On God

I gave 'em the benefit of the doubt but niggas can't f*ck with me on God They gone keep my name in they mouth but a bitch can't never tell you I'm fraud These rap bitches rather have beef with me than come and tell me I'm hot You know how hard she gotta be sleep on me for a bitch to tell you I'm not Anyway I been in my bag hoe Had to cut off my last hoe They know I'm the shit but I turn to an asshole When it come to my Kash Flow You couldn't pinpoint when I was down bad And that's really the gag hoe I really can't ask niggas for a favor So I got a reason to brag hoe LOOK You niggas hoes you are not thugs Fake gold them are not slugs Yo niggas up and ain't put you on that's fucked up that is not love I'm THAT bitch not was We squash hoes like bugs If they pick me up I ain't sayin shit Not a head nod or a light shrug I'm like f*ck nigga where the bag at If you checkin for me then cash dat Ain't nobody pulled up to come see you Everybody asking "where Kash at?" I'm the illest bitch where the mask at? Teaching hoes where the class at? And hoe you swear you got smoke with me when I'm in yo face let's match that Keeping it gangsta, why would I lie? This shit come natural why would I try? And I the dreams y'all sellin hoes I'm not stupid why would I buy? I don't ask hoes if they got smoke if it's pressure then they would apply And If they send shots ima send em back you gone think it's the 4th of July I gave em the benefit of the doubt but Niggas can't f*ck wit me on God They gone keep my name in they mouth but a bitch can't never tell you I'm fraud These rap bitches rather have beef wit me than come and tell me I'm hot You know how hard she gotta be sleep on me for a bitch to tell you I'm not Anyway I been in my bag hoe Had to cut off my last hoe They know I'm the shit but I turn to an asshole When it come to my Kash Flow You couldn't pinpoint when I was gone down bad And that's really the gag hoe I really can't ask niggas for a favor So I got a reason to brag hoe I been gettin to the bag, money Heard my opps doing bad, bummy Thick ass with a flat stomach Niggas knowing how Kash comin I like niggas who run shit ion got respect for no crash dummy Told the label I need 5, if it's less than then it's bad money Young, turnt, and I'm back outside Bad hoes when I pack my ride You dumb thinking he belong to you cuz he good as mine if I bat my eyes Do it like me yea that hoe tried Fuckin wit me now that hoe lied Me and hoes could be twins and I bet they still couldn't match my vibe I know niggas watching me His bitch at home ain't topping me She don't like me but she copy shit that I do it's odd to me Say she outside, well I'm outside too, she must be dodging And y'all can gas these hoes up but shit they just ain't hard as me I gave em the benefit of the doubt but niggas can't f*ck wit me on God They gone keep my name in they mouth but a bitch can't never tell you I'm fraud These rap bitches rather have beef wit me than come and tell me I'm hot You know how hard she gotta be sleep on me for a bitch to tell you not The f*ck! I told you bitches last year you couldn't f*ck with me And this time around you still can't f*ck with me! These bitches know what's up with me Aye Aye Aye Let's go