Bitches Lyrics

Yea

Tired of

KING

Man I'm tired of dealing with bitches

Then hoes don't know what they want

Get a good one And she for the trenches

Get a bad one she won't leave You lone

And Im tired of bringing my shit to the table

It be on the table alone

Yu thinking I'm with You cause I want yo pussy

But I can that on my own

So I'm tired of dealing with bitches

I don't got a Queen In my cards

I tried to shuffle the deck

Played a few hands

And got left with the hearts

Maybe I counting the cards wrong

I feel like I'm missing a suit

She probably renig

I gotta watch her

That's what these bitches gone do

Hello

Why You not answer yo phone

Oh You was sleep

No You with girls

I know when yo car leaving home

Oh im a stalker now

Cause Im tryna love You

And still put You on

I feel like skywalker now

You look like a sith

Who was forced to come home

Cause I'm on some better shit

Yu on some can't stay together shit

Feel like a revered whenever Im talkin

And leaving this shit in the sediment

I Know I be rocking her waves

I had to say it

Even though it wasn't relevant

She tried to play it

Like PlayStation

But i be a player

And that's for the hell of it

And

She only had wanted to Fuck

Cause I told her I'm celibate

(Woah)

And I'm not a preacher

But I got some speeches

They don't got impediments

(No)

These bitches be reachers

Me imma teach her

I'm not talkin elements

(Oh)

I'm tired of dealing with bitches

Get me a deal

Ima better it

She gone fall in love With the rhetoric

She can't stay ahead of it

See I put my heart out

She gave me a hard on

She asked if I'm packing

I say do it matter to You

Cause You want my heart gone

But yea I got guns

So don't try to play me

Cause I'm not the one to be stepped on

And I'm not the one to be slept on

Crept on

I'll intercept whatever Yu said wrong

If you Wanna catch me in the bedroom

Yu need more head room

She throw it back Without legroom

I been in her belly

And all in the belly of beasts

Who said I could hit soon

These bitches ain't shit

We prolly ain't either

Me I'm the shit I admit to it

And I'm not a lover boy

But I got a love of the passion

I spit to it

Now she wanna follow my YouTube

I told its KO then Deek

She asked for my Twitter

I said it's I Eats Dat

She said you a freak

Now she talkin bout Instagram

Well On there

See me as d00bleO Deek

Now she want the snap

She asking for much

You see how these bitches gone creep