Bitches got problems about me

Bitches got problems about me, opt me I don't need it

Girl if I see you in these streets Ima beat it and leave it

I got a nigga at home tryna give me head and eat it

She gon be crying to her momma, like Mommie I got a booboo

she stank like her doodoo

I don't play like that, I say do you

while I'm acting a whole foofool

Bitches got problems about me, opt me, I don't need it

Bitch if I come cross yo man ima ride that dick like Jackie chan

we gon need a fan

he gon say aw damn, thought you were cool wit the fam

he gon eat it jam

If you ask me what I got ima say money

and it's raining down like honey

you broke ass fuck, you need to wipe yo nose it's runny

I ain't doing no show for you call the easter bunny

You thought you were the key

but you a nobody cant you see

if you would stop messing wit me

you could be somebody

that's not a hoe or a thot

that's, always smoking pot

You on them rocks, while I'm eating golden tots

my teeth get cleaned every week

while yo teeth look like they bout to rot, all I can say is ha!

Bitches got problems about me, opt me, I don't need it

It's a brand new day

I'm ready to slay

serve me the tray

I ain't playing wit you

you got issues

I'm telling the truth

I be in the booth

Bitches got problems about me, opt me ,I don't need it

You called me up

and said pull up

I told yo ass I don't fuck wit sluts