Lil b#tch Lyrics – GMEBE Bandz

Hey lil b#tch.. (hey lil b#tch)
I don’t know where the f#ck they was at?
Yeah.. yeah.. yeah.. all that..
Its ebe bandz, im in the building rockin’ with dj young jd man lets get it

I swear to god, ill never lie
Hey lil b#tch..
Hey lil b#tch..
“rich boy turn me up”

Hey lil b#tch, where ya #ss at when i was doin’ them hits?
Been with the shits..
Hey lil b#tch (hey lil b#tch)
Wasn’t round when i was masked hittin’ licks (hittin them licks)

Channel 5 news, pray to god, they ain’t snitch (please god)
Hey lil b#tch (hey lil b#tch)
Hey lil b#tch
Where ya #ss at whеn i was playin’ with sticks? (with them thirties)

Im over еast, ain’t talkin’ bout zone 6 (on the land)
Hey lil b#tch (hey lil b#tch)
Hey lil b#tch
I’m dip and dappin’ with the choppa

Red bottoms look like hot lava
Hit ya block up like pearl harbor
Lil b#tch
In a jam you sound like an opera

I could never sink to no coppas
Im a hitman like a mobsta
Lil b#tch
And there’s shottas with me and they shootin’ for me

And if you rollin’ with me then its mandatory
You a fairytale, good at tellin’ stories
Lil b#tch (lil b#tch)
Don’t let twitter beef become a homicide

I can see the pain in ya mommas eyes
We gon’ pull up and let the choppa ride
Lil b#tch
I’m a demon coming from the other side

I’ve witnessed sh#t that left me traumatized
Had to see a couple of my homies die
Lil b#tch
And this sh#t gon’ blow cause they actin’ phony

And people think they know me, b#tches plottin’ on me
Well i keep it on me and you better know it
Lil b#tch
I come from the o, bottom, bottomless pit

Where you tweakin’, we creepin’, we robbin’, we takin’ ya sh#t
Hey lil b#tch, where ya #ss at when i was doin’ them hits?
Been with the shits..
Hey lil b#tch (hey lil b#tch)

Wasn’t round when i was masked hittin’ licks (hittin them licks)
Channel 5 news, pray to god, they ain’t snitch (please god)
Hey lil b#tch
Hey lil b#tch

Where ya #ss at when i was playin’ with sticks? (with them thirties)
Im over east, ain’t talkin’ bout zone 6 (on the land)
Hey lil b#tch
Hey lil b#tch

I’m over east, i’m never duckin’ no shots
If your talkin’ reckless, we pull up on ya block
Call c rock and he slide thru with the mop
That’s 30 shots plus 32 shots

Got bananas clips with the infrared on the chops
How to shot a pistol the only thing i learned from my pops
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GMEBE Bandz Lyrics – Lil b#tch

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Lil b#tch