Yours, Pt. 2 (Bonus Track)

YOURS Verse I: Hold up, I been doing it for a while now Crib full of baddies, Got more Barbies than a dollhouse Hold up, If you a shooter, never foul out Niggas say they bout it, But they really just be loud mouths.... Oh no, We dont Believe you nigga prove something No security, All I got is all these jewels on me Bro bro, Hit the strip club With these bands bands bands But this Choppa in my pants Got this bitch scared to dance.. Out in the Chi, They showing love to Rocaine Never met Yay But my mans sale Cocaine Big Body Chevy Bitch I swerve in both lanes Quit being petty bitch.... And Stay in yo lane Room full of ballers,  Dont nobody ballroom Im talking to the money Ain't nobody call you Chorus: Yo bitch, My bitch that's Our bitch (3x) These hoes done turned me to A muthafucking savage...... Imma savage Imma savage Imma savage These hoes done turned me to A got damn savage