Petty Hoes

Ima burn all your clothes Ima slash all three your tires Cuz I know insurance only pays for four My wrist cost half a ticket I'm prolly up a million And I just ran thru ten Sumtin you cannot mention So if they try to come for me I know bro won't confess it He did that time came home Right into a session She right here with ha baddie friends Makin bad decisions And I can't wait in lines Tell tha club get me a section Don't try to waste my time And argue with my other hoes Her phone didn't die An her nigha blowin up her telephone Mm mmmm Don't f*ck with petty hoes Mm mmmm Ain't no petty hoes Mm mmmm Don't f*ck with petty hoes Mm mmmm Ain't no petty hoes Can't f*ck wit petty hoes Them bitches messy If you a petty hoe Get out my section Yeh There's plenty hoes I got too many Like a teacher hoe I'm giving lessons I stack my money up like tetris She a dog she gon fetch it (argrrrr She a table hoe Sniffin on the lo And all her friends just like her Hell nah I can't wife her But if she good I might clap her She probably fell in love I popped her like a drug She shot me head like a sniper If you a petty hoe You gotta go If you wit dat drama hoe Just let me know Stay hot like the sauna hoe Check out the charts If she a Prada hoe She played her part She right here with ha baddie friends Makin bad decisions And I can't wait in lines Tell tha club get me a section Don't try to waste my time And argue with my other hoes Her phone didn't die An her nigha blowin up her telephone Mm mmmm Don't f*ck with petty hoes Mm mmmm Ain't no petty hoes Mm mmmm Don't f*ck with petty hoes Mm mmmm Ain't no petty hoes Can't f*ck wit petty hoes Them bitches messy If you a petty hoe Get out my section Yeh There's plenty hoes I got too many Like a teacher hoe I'm giving lessons If she don't have at least three friends She can not get next to me I'm fuckin wit her best friend And she talking real sexually Ahhhhh She from the tampa bay Ah ah ah ah She prolly like boats & K Fuckin with the next one Then onto the next one Prolly tellin you the last one Was like the last one I bet She used a fake Id To get up in this club tn That's the typa hoe you like That's not the typa one you wife Ahhhh Who the f*ck is you Ah ah ah ah This 30 don't jam it don't spread Better look the other way at the club witcha bae An I forget the girl name So why tf the girl came Cuz she a thotty She hugged everybody in da club Out every weekend havin fun How she out and gotta son How she got a bag no funds Put that bottle on her tongue Put her Babydaddy on CS And She bad news straight BS F*ck with me you get a bag tonight F*ck with him it's gon be a bad night Like all my girls like cars w no mileage Like all my girls like rocks they all solid If you with me then no red lights no stoppin If you petty you a hoe that's just sum I can't rock wit