Lyrics: Fitted Down

Intro.
fitted down and im ready to play
when ya album gone drop, bitches never can say
fuck i look like givin birds they prop
bitches act like they hot but i heard they not

Verse.
fuck you in the game like ten years strong
and yall bitches still cant write your own damn song
you see me on the stoop man these birds just salute
wether im in the coop or the hoopdy doop
see im always with a dude that'll loft ya cookies
let him meet my coochi and cop me poochi
house in the boonies rock-a-dubie
cop a 22 then spark a lucy
you tell me im the one you prolli right
you press me like button down on a friday night
the girl get it poppin like dynamite
dynamite
the coke albino white

name one bitch in the game that i cant murder
chicken noodle bitches on the side with a soda
now everybody like a cop with a quota
stop play poker hop in somethin molka
i eat bitches no knife no forka
bitch want it with me livin her life loca
oh i get it you a joker
leave a dot on your head and i aint talkin bout poker
you the type that be runnin ya mouth
see you on the block you wanna run in ya house
im with that nigga fendi never fucks with a slouch
i fuck with dirty money like whats under the couch
aint a bitch can fuck with my flow
when it come to drugs mami just say no
either your on somethin or your s-l-o
i just switch up the flow let these sket-tells know
i come come hard i dont come with garbage
one phone call they gone come with garlers
i always got the ball i dont run with starters
right my own bars and my flows the hardest