WITNESS ft. YUNG$ZN Lyrics

Bitch

Huh

Aye

Who dis

Ayo its Senti bitch

I fuck all these

I fuck all these hoes

I fuck all these bitches

Cause I got the game

And some bands in my denim

My niggas stay with it

Like Mr and Mrs

Aint leaving no witnesses

I put my name on my fitted

My riches is bigger than multiple businesses

Feel like the biggest but I isnt finished

I fuck all these bitches

I fuck all these bitches

A nigga stay counting

Tryn' run up the riches

Im standing on bills man

My money too crazy these niggas be bitches

Up in everybody business

Im spittin this shit and I hope that you feel this

Shawty up in her feelings

I cant do no wrong I got God as my witness

And my niggas are in this

I pull out my dick tell yo little bitch lick this

Eat dat bitch up like licorice

Sent' gon' hop on yo block and dat nigga gon' (uh)

Blick shit

If we got a problem I fix it

I ride around town with a thick bitch

Then pull up on the spot fuck a stick bitch

I cant do no Gram no quick pic

Know some niggas who gon' do a quick lick

Knock him outta the park no Picnic

Leave his brain in the road its a misfit

Shawty badder than most that I been with

But she a hoe so I told her no kissing

And the fit I got on cost me big bricks

I got alot of em im like a building

Choppa hit like a kick with some hi hats

Already over you cant buy yo life back

Nigga's body so cold its an ice pack

Money comes easy for me its a life hack

Once I fuck her you cant get yo wife back

Throw her to bro Alley-Oop what a nice pass

Every part of your body we disect

Put in a bag and we leave on the Bypass

Yeah I like dat

They will not find you

If they do nigga they will not find who

Turned you to stew

If my mood is A light mood

I might only kill two of the five who

Call you they brother

Cause I am a nice dude

If you fuck around somebody gotta cry fool

Custom Mac 11 is a nice tool

Dropping it right on they heads bitch im Michael

I fuck all these bitches

I fuck all these bitches

A nigga stay counting

Tryn' run up the riches

Im standing on bills man

My money too crazy these niggas be bitches

Up in everybody business

Im spittin this shit and I hope that you feel this

Shawty up in her feelings

I cant do no wrong I got God as my witness

And my niggas are in this

I pull out my dick tell yo little bitch lick this

Eat dat bitch up like licorice

I cant do no wrong I got God as my witness

And I know you gon' feel this

Im spitting that shit I know real niggas feel this

Know real niggas gon' feel this

I been in Vegas for weeks

Many weeks

All I, see is money and bitches I needa retreat

I need peace

Ion sleep, I stay up all night shawty suck till im weak

Aint no secret

Im a genius, also a demon the 17 eat

Leave you bleeding

You a fetus, all of a sudden you think you a G

(Ha Ha)

Step the fuck off

Yo face will get cleaned

Will get swept the fuck off

You run down on me and yo life it will cost

No if or no maybe you'll sleep on the tar(uhuh)

Shawty look paralyzed

Put it on her and shawty forgot how to walk (uhuh)

I want em dollar signs in abundance tell Momma to quit all her jobs