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ace og – b!tch lyrics

[intro]
(saisho)
ayy
ooh, ooh, skrrt
skrrt, skrrt, yeah, ooh
i’m gettin’ lit in this motherf+cker, yeah, ayy

[pre+chorus]
b+tch, b+tch, b+tch, b+tch (woo)
b+tch, b+tch (d+mn), b+tch, b+tch (bam, bam)

[chorus]
i just be f+ckin’ on your b+tch (slatt, slatt, slatt)
if you do the same (smash), i ain’t f+ckin’ with that sh+t (nah)
all she ever want is some good rich d+ck (d+mn, d+mn)
when i’m in the kitchen, i be whippin’ with the wrist (cookin’)
you wiggas gettin’ scared, b+tch don’t take this as a diss (nah)
’cause if you show me your fear, you a f+ckin’ b+tch (p+ssy)
b+tch, i’m always lit
i will never quit (nope)
i be with the sh+ts (woo)
i be with your b+tch (d+mn)

[verse 1]
b+tch (woo), you disgustin’ (ew, ew, ew)
if anything, all we probably do is f+ckin’ (smash, smash, smash)
but even that, i don’t wanna do nothin’ (f+ck that)
b+tch, you ugly, d+mn you ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly, ugly (woo)
came in that b+tch with a droptop (skrrt)
i need a motherf+ckin’ hotspot (d+mn)
you need to motherf+ckin’ stop, stop
fast dope in the kitchen like chop, chop (chop, chop, chop)
my pistol be ballin’ likе pop, pop (pop, pop, pop)
okay, i need this flow to stop, stop (huh)
like nav, everything hit
my flow on thе beat so stupid (so stupid)
[pre+chorus]
b+tch, b+tch, b+tch, b+tch (woo)
b+tch, b+tch (d+mn), b+tch, b+tch (bam, bam)

[verse 2]
that p+ssy so mush like it’s f+ckin’ lasagna (ew)
(saisho)
this the new age, you ain’t got no madonna (no)
now i don’t wanna start no motherf+ckin’ drama (i don’t wanna start that sh+t)
i just wanna smoke on all this marijuana
i just wanna be the up+and+coming trending topic (trendin’, trendin’)
but seriously, can somebody catch me a ride to california? (skrrt)
i’ma get the money and turn this wigga’s brain to pasta (bah, bah, bah, bah)
catch me chillin’ out in a motherf+ckin’ sauna (b+tch)
a b+tch is a b+tch if you like it or not (woo)
she might be a thot even though that she hot (d+mn)
i be smokin’ on weed, i don’t do no crack or pot (no)
jot down some bars while ridin’ on a yacht (brrr, brrr)
lot of wiggas wanna say i changed, i’m new to the game
they wanna compare me to other rappers, sayin’ my style is the same
y’all just jealous i be ridin’ in a f+ckin’ rover range (skrrt)
sellin’ crazy at only six singles, b+tch i’m gettin’ paid (gotta get that money)
i done got my own style, b+tch i’m mothef+ckin’ strange (yeah)
white boy in the game, all you wiggas so lame, sh+t (hahaha)
[pre+chorus]
b+tch, b+tch, b+tch, b+tch (b+tch) (woo)
b+tch (b+tch), b+tch (b+tch) (d+mn), b+tch (b+tch) (woo), b+tch (b+tch) (bam, bam)

[chorus]
i just be f+ckin’ on your b+tch (slatt, slatt, slatt) (f+ckin’ on your b+tch)
if you do the same (smash), i ain’t f+ckin’ with that sh+t (nah)
all she ever want is some good rich d+ck (d+mn, d+mn) (good rich d+ck)
when i’m in the kitchen, i be whippin’ with the wrist (whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, whip it up, whip it up) (cookin’)
you wiggas gettin’ scared, b+tch don’t take this as a diss (no, no, no, no) (nah)
’cause if you show me your fear, you a f+ckin’ b+tch (you a f+ckin’ b+tch) (p+ssy)
b+tch, i’m always lit
i will never quit (i will never) (nope)
i be with the sh+ts (woo)
i be with your b+tch (d+mn)

[outro]
f+ckin’ b+tch
i don’t wanna deal with these motherf+ckin’ b+tches, man
b+tch get on my motherf+ckin’ nerves
done tryna f+ckin’— god, man— f+ck, man
wiggas gettin’ on my case and sh+t, these wiggas be b+tches, man
you know what i’m tryna say?
yeah, yeah, d+mn, man, god
(saisho)

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