The Principles Lyrics

Ooo oh oh oh yea

Oh oh I'm known for breathing on a bitch

She tryna eat the whole…. Yea

Aye

L's

Yea

Aye

She want a rich lifer nigga that get dough

It's really sad he's a joke

Really out here going broke for a hoe

But she just really wanna get lit and drive the boat

Tell lil baby to bring her friends for the bros

We just tryna stay afloat

I'm the captain in this bitch, Baby what's rolling

Tryna get it going

Fuck around and dive in yo ocean

I'm just surfing on these beats, Baby I'm floating

Tryna get in motion

Baby what's the wave? You was chosen

We don't do no arguing that's the shit that bitch do

If my niggas gotta problem they need they issue

Cold hoes and new clothes the type shit I'm into

Bitches get excused if they can't follow the Principals

We don't do no arguing that's the shit that bitch do

If my niggas gotta problem they need they issue

Cold hoes and new clothes the type shit I'm into

Bitches get excused if they can't follow the Principals

You see they call me Cassanova for a reason

I'm bleeding every season and these bitches comin easy

She loving the hair, she loving my tatts, and my chain gleaming

Call her Oreo the way the cookie creamin

Then I hit the stu smokin cook wit donis n Fleezy

Niggas tryna keep up, tryna steal the image

All the immatation appreciated but my vision clearer

I'm the type nigga you don't want in yo bitch ear

I'm the type nigga hit the bitch make her disappear

The type of bitches I'm into you can't get near em

Exclusive exotic bad bitches you gon catch 'em wit me

You can ask around the city bitches love some Gilly

We don't do no arguing that's the shit that bitch do

If my niggas gotta problem they need they issue

Cold hoes and new clothes the type shit I'm into

Bitches get excused if they can't follow the Principals

We don't do no arguing that's the shit that bitch do

If my niggas gotta problem they need they issue

Cold hoes and new clothes the type shit I'm into

Bitches get excused if they can't follow the Principals

Yeah I'm tucked up posted with the loaf Ion need no friends

Money is the only thing I want I'm chasin Benjamin

Skinny bitch gotta skinny neck like a pelican

Flystah I be gettin bowls off I stay mailin em

Strike a bitch down with a frown I ain't tell her shit

Boujie dick Ion wanna hit she ain't worth it

She don't wanna do shit, she a clown in the circus

When I walk in the spot why everybody lookin nervous

If I'm callin you my brother than its deeper than the surface

I got the gang against all u other niggas lets do a versus

Offwhite, I had a long night we ain't tryna fight

What we got these guns for

We off woc and we got the sprite

Ooo ooo aye

We off tris so hold the ice

Baby on timing tryna ride the dick like a bike

She giving you problems but she my lil freak at night

She came with you but she leaving with me tonight

We don't do no arguing that's the shit that bitch do

If my niggas gotta problem they need they issue

Cold hoes and new clothes the type shit I'm into

Bitches get excused if they can't follow the Principals

We don't do no arguing that's the shit that bitch do

If my niggas gotta problem they need they issue

Cold hoes and new clothes the type shit I'm into

Bitches get excused if they can't follow the Principals