[Intro]
Yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah!

[Chorus]
Niggas
Bitches
Niggas bitches
Fuck a nigga up so bad, he gonna need some stitches
Got the mosh pit going crazy, everybody bitching
Doing the white girls on the counter in the kitchen
I better stop that shit before I get an addiction

[Verse 1]
Called up Mr. Telephone Man because something's wrong with my line, New Edition
Pulling up with my side bitch
She ain't nothing but a new addition
Dropped out of college because I couldn't pay that tuition
Making that money and fucking these bitches has been my only mission
This is your only warning to not make me mad because I'll put your ass right out of commission
Fucking that bitch so good
I got her going into submission
Uh, uh, Yeah!
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh (ye-e-ah!)
Lil nigga walking right up in the cut
My last three bitches, they ain't even pardon me for real
Now I got all these niggas tryna pull up on me and hit it out like what's they deal?
And I told them
They just wanna hit it out because I'm the real deal
And you know a lil nigga gone show them how to do the real spill
Lil baby just popped herself a molly
Got me asking her how she feel
Lil baby pussy wet as hell
I don't even need no gills tryna swim in it
Got her asking, "Lamar, how you so damn slick with it!?"
I don't even know, baby
It's a V12, so you know that Imma whip it
Off a perc
Got me feeling stupid
Made me wanna get more high
So now I'm hitting that whippet
Bad bitch told me to follow her to the room
So you know that Imma kill it, yeah

[Chorus]
Niggas
Bitches
Niggas bitches
Fuck a nigga up so bad, he gonna need some stitches
Got the mosh pit going crazy, everybody bitching
Doing the white girls on the counter in the kitchen
I better stop that shit before I get an addiction

[Verse 2]
Momma, I'm so sorry
I just threw myself a party
Me and these bitches popping Molly
Bitch so bad, I call her "Dolly"
I'm not talking no Christmas
But my lean is filled with jolly
I will never ever quit them drugs
Because I been fighting against that melancholy, yeah
Uh, uh, Aye!
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah! (Ye-e-ah!!)
Tell me one thing
How much money can you really hold?
You been getting desperate
Paying for your friends like it's Xbox Gold
All your niggas, they done dropped you
Tell me how you sold
Saying you don't talk to 12
But bitch, you went and told
Saying that you about it
Lil boy, you ain't about shit
If I really wanted, I could really call a hit
Said you gone kill me, go on ahead and do it
But you better not let me shoot first because I'll leave you leaking like a faucet
I got one line and you better not cross it
I don't got no mind because I lost it
Niggas been tweaking
Niggas been bitches
Never gave a fuck because now my blunt lit

[Outro]
And that goes to show
Niggas really is bitches
Said he gone kill me, go on ahead and come do it, nigga, I'm waiting
Bitch!