Been Dat (feat. Bakkroad)

First of all, Saneesh, you wanted me first and then you gotta talk to me. I don't know what's wrong with you Christy, you call me a bitch, I ain't doing nothing to you. So nah, it's all smoke, nigga I'm not C.O.S., I'm beating the f*ck out of you, nigga I came back to let you know Got a thing for you And I can't let it go Yes Step up You call my nigga J.J. or we outside Christy told me I love you like Bob They call that nigga with Christy black, I ain't gotta lie I've been on my whole game, pistol packing Bitch, we always working, we ain't never lacking Bitch, the band's running up his stack That nigga called me a bitch, bro, he a hoe, hoe, bitch, I gotta put the word for you You a hoe ass nigga, you be lurking You better put down, niggas, I'm just running You think I'm just smoking, I'm sitting, nigga, I'm smacking You think I'm being so nice, f*ck that I just had a call, she's laughing, I swear You think they got there, you wasn't there I put the nigga scared, that nigga left Hey, watch your left and right Make sure that nigga Christy stay in your sight I'm tired of that nigga, he gotta die tonight If you leave this day, bitch, I'ma take a flight And if you didn't point, I'm not playing Just get your girl, she keep calling me her man You a hoe, bitch, so I'm just saying You a hoe, I'm just walking, I call her bankroll, it's 5K I can't just have one, I gotta have two Who you calling a bitch Nigga, who Hey, hold on, J.J., you wanna say something, too You wanna say something I'ma shoot him, bruh They held him in his motherfucking face Run up with a drink Shoot his ass twice and then he lay Hit a nigga at the spot Know that nigga, mama thought One up on the drink Hit him up up in his fucking face Talk about me, but I can't Talk about me, we don't stop Nigga, you know you a lay Shoot a nigga right up in his face Face shot, now that nigga can't even race Look at me and Cordero, we in the backseat Said, drive in that, be like, I'ma hit your back Ayy, they call me back row for a reason Talk about that drink, but I'ma get you every season Talk about a bitch, but talk about nigga, you the reason I'ma keep that drink, nigga, early season Hit a nigga with that K And I ride it, nigga, hit it out of the spot I'ma gang gang Hit a nigga one twice Now you know he lost his life Talk about that drink, sacrifice blood Nigga, no, you were right Talkin' about me, we on GTA We doin' road plays, nigga, we doin' everything Say the nigga at the spot That boy, mama, is a thot You talk about that drink, nigga Nigga, why is it okay That day, nigga What's wrong with you niggas, man Man, my dog Cordero on this bitch, too F*ck you talkin' about, man Don't talk about my dog Cordero What's that, nigga It's all about that Take it off my feet, little boy Haha, oh God F*ck you talkin' about