Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bitches I Know, artist - Krizz Kaliko. Album song Legend, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 17.09.2020
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Bitches I Know |
| Give it away now get it give it away now |
| Watch what you lay trying to get paid soon as you lay down |
| That’s way too much, throw that ass in a circle |
| Bout to do too much, back it up with my hurt you |
| Because I’m sipping on something syrupy put something secret inside my slurpee |
| You don’t know what you’re missing, get your mind right assume the position |
| I turn nothing into something, money into money, puffing keep on puffing |
| It’s a hot bowl of nothing scrape off the plate and it’s tasting like new money |
| Only fuh bitches I know |
| Only fuh bitches I know |
| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go |
| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin |
| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin |
| Look, only fuh bitches I know |
| Only fuh bitches I know |
| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go |
| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin |
| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin |
| Hey five watcha waitin on Living great out the gate and your money long |
| Just wait they be hating on get a hit and your bishes just play along |
| I’m what they want yeah Krizz what they want Who else was you waiting for |
| Fire up the blunt you can get as high as you want but I ain’t really feeling |
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| Hell naw, you wasn’t with me when a nigga was the shooting in the gym |
| Hell naw, tryna get the paper out of me so you can give it back to him |
| I turn nothing into somethin, money into money, puffing keep on puffing |
| It’s a hot bowl of nothing. |
| Scrape off the plate and it’s tasting like new money |
| Only fuh bitches I know |
| Only fuh bitches I know |
| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go |
| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin |
| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin |
| Look, only fuh bitches I know |
| Only fuh bitches I know |
| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go |
| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin |
| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin |
| Whoa, y’all can keep just looking crazy I’m finna ball |
| Get out of my way I was bout to say I ain’t fucking with y’all |
| I ain’t got no downtime real nigga trying to stay up |
| Make them all pay up so I can ball at the mall in the gym shooting layups |
| It’s so beautiful, when I pull up, pull up I light the city up |
| If they say I’ve been ridin the coat tail nigga, I holler giddyup |
| I turn nothing into something, money into money, puffing keep on puffing |
| It’s a hot bowl of nothing, scrape off the plate it is tasting like new money |
| Only fuh bitches I know |
| Only fuh bitches I know |
| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go |
| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin |
| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin |
| Look, only fuh bitches I know |
| Only fuh bitches I know |
| I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go |
| Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin |
| Get out my way, get out my way they shootin |