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