fbg young – cute bitch lyrics
riding with some new stuff
my boo a lil cute something
riding with the blue truck
ride like a new…
huh
ahh yeah
[chorus]
riding ’round town with my lil boo
she a cute something
said she like new stuff
told her -ss to boot up
keep a hot head shooter
he’ll shoot something
it’s suicide you f-ck with us
n-gga lace your boots up
you know what we came here for
hands up
we can still get them bales to you
like a mail truck
if you think it’s only rap
you can get fanned up
i’ve been shooting sh-t before
i don’t get fanned up
[verse 1]
last song i wrote, didn’t even like it
told that b-tch i want all dope, or she can hike it
hit the blc0k with all jabs, like i’m mike tyson
glock hold 30 you can hold half, don’t do the fighting
bad b-tch, she a trip though
call me when the rents due, or when she want chanel shoes
trap no lu-jitsu
whip it, flip it, whip it
bag it, sack it
whip it, whip it, flip it
riding “round town with the cutta
try’in mow a n-gga
you ain’t talking money to a n-gga
you a foreign n-gga
i’ma die a hood legend, i’m a dope dealer
on my way to pick ya lil boo up
say she love new stuff
told that b-tch to boot up
(ahh yeah)
[chorus]
riding ’round town with my lil boo
she a cute something
said she like new stuff
told her -ss to boot up
keep a hot head shooter
he’ll shoot something
it’s suicide you f-ck with us
n-gga lace your boots up
you know what we came here for
hands up
we can still get them bales to you
like a mail truck
if you think it’s only rap
you can get fanned up
i’ve been shooting sh-t before
i don’t get fanned up
[verse 2]
i just copped 20 pounds, i ain’t get no front for
mids with chanel and i spent them hunchos
i just left saks, selling mids out the sack
mollie got me lock jaw
baby suck it lock jaw
h-ll naw this ain’t no hip-hop
all i spit is zip-lock
my bricks on that water
glock i keep it like a waffel house
grew up with them k!llers, them real n-ggas
and they riding with me
all i did was flood the whole 3-6
and f-ck off 360
boo she a cute something
dress her -ss in new stuff
ride it like a uber
ride it like a new truck
baby i can put you on water like a scuba
pay to get her b00bs done
make her -ss boot up
[chorus]
riding ’round town with my lil boo
she a cute something
said she like new stuff
told her -ss to boot up
keep a hot head shooter
he’ll shoot something
it’s suicide you f-ck with us
n-gga lace your boots up
you know what we came here for
hands up
we can still get them bales to you
like a mail truck
if you think it’s only rap
you can get fanned up
i’ve been shooting sh-t before
i don’t get fanned up
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