Na'kel Smith – BBB
Genre Rap

LYRIC
BBB

Chorus
Bitches be broke, bums, bitter
I don’t gotta fuck witchu cause I know I’m that nigga
I don’t gotta fuck witchu cause I know I’m that nigga
I don’t gotta fuck witchu cause I know I’m that nigga

These niggas be watchin, plotting, switchin
Keep my eyes open I can’t be another victim
Keep my eyes open I can’t be another victim
Keep my eyes open I can’t be another victim
Verse 1
First off I tell a broke bitch stop it, always tryna pop it like she got it out her pocket
Now she lookin for her card, don’t even got it in the wallet
She was out here locking cuz she need to cut me with the profit
Goddamn though!

The top was amazing must got a doctor, she suck me sloppy cause she know I go up like a rocket
A hot tamale but the coochie wetter than tsunami
Got a tattoo on the painting, I said bend it over try me
In the function with her nigga, but she still tryna eye me

Fuck being fond of me, you gotta have a bag to be a dime piece
If you don’t got no money, then you can’t fuck me honey

Because!!


Chorus
Bitches be, bitches be, broke, bums, bitter
I don’t gotta fuck witchu cause I know I’m that nigga
I don’t gotta fuck witchu cause I know I’m that nigga
I don’t gotta fuck witchu cause I know I’m that nigga

These niggas be watchin, plotting, switchin
Keep my eyes open I can’t be another victim
Keep my eyes open I can’t be another victim
Keep my eyes open I can’t be another victim

[Verse 2
Next up, Ima speak up on you niggas
Hatin on the man because I been grinding on my mission
Talkin tough on the gram, got some fans but no bands
How you mad cuz when I wake up all my dreams is on demand

Gotta make it every way that a motherfucka can
Before I sit on them, I’d rather cut off both of my hands
Before I shit on them, I turn around and do the potty dance
They gon mimic him, the hair the shoes the hat the shirt the pants

I am a synonym of every nigga, take care of his family
Push niggas to go hard, be good as they can be
Living like a rockstar, I’m the one that can’t be
They say Nak you going very far, tell em, ‘yeah preach’

Bottom of my arm glow in the dark
Two twin tennis, like my jeweler Noah Ark
Niggas gon be mad cuz this is only the start…
For real

Chorus
Bitches be broke, bums, bitter
I don’t gotta fuck witchu cause I know I’m that nigga
I don’t gotta fuck witchu cause I know I’m that nigga
I don’t gotta fuck witchu cause I know I’m that nigga
These niggas be watchin, plotting, switchin
Keep my eyes open I can’t be another victim
Keep my eyes open I can’t be another victim
Keep my eyes open I can’t be another victim

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