Kobra - X Lyrics

The bitch on X
The bitch want sex
Paddah hoe play catch
Shoe string on the tec
And this life so real
Got the bitch on pills
Ima stay down Til'
Ian doing no deals
Bitches say i be rude, look at her and say ew
I just watch how she move, it be giving me chills
Could be chasing your money, but you all on her heels
Better stay on your toes lil' nigga, cause we all on your hills
Nah can't back down ian ever really been class clown Skippin class serving them packs Now beat it like Pacqiou I took a different route no i won't hear it out we just gon air it out
Boy on the block with them sticks we tryna get rich you niggas cannot tell me shit these Niggas cant hang in the pit niggas ain slime he a bitch Boy that ain ya dog he a tick fell Out out with the bitch I'm swear I'm so tired of this shit boy these bitches ain seeing my Vision they wanda the streets ian tripping i speed on ya block fuck a ticket i swear that This shit can get wicked (Wiccan) these niggas be pie they some chickens them niggas Gon pop off ya fitted like Smokin on Za you be lifted you know that I'm all bout the benjis I put the .45 in ya vision
The bitch on X
The bitch want sex
Paddah hoe play catch
Shoe string on the tec
And this life so real
Got the bitch on pills
Ima stay down Til'
Ian doing no deals
Bitches say i be rude, look at her and say ew
I just watch how she move, it be giving me chills
Could be chasing your money, but you all on her heels
Better stay on your toes lil' nigga, cause we all on your hills

The bitch on X
The bitch want sex
Paddah hoe play catch
Shoe string on the tec
And this life so real
Got the bitch on pills
Ima stay down Til'
Ian doing no deals
Bitches say i be rude, look at her and say ew
I just watch how she move, it be giving me chills
Could be chasing your money, but you all on her heels
Better stay on your toes lil' nigga, cause we all on your hills
Nah can't back down ian ever really been class clown Skippin class serving them packs Now beat it like Pacqiou I took a different route no i won't hear it out we just gon air it out
Boy on the block with them sticks we tryna get rich you niggas cannot tell me shit these Niggas cant hang in the pit niggas ain slime he a bitch Boy that ain ya dog he a tick fell Out out with the bitch I'm swear I'm so tired of this shit boy these bitches ain seeing my Vision they wanda the streets ian tripping i speed on ya block fuck a ticket i swear that This shit can get wicked (Wiccan) these niggas be pie they some chickens them niggas Gon pop off ya fitted like Smokin on Za you be lifted you know that I'm all bout the benjis I put the .45 in ya vision
The bitch on X
The bitch want sex
Paddah hoe play catch
Shoe string on the tec
And this life so real
Got the bitch on pills
Ima stay down Til'
Ian doing no deals
Bitches say i be rude, look at her and say ew
I just watch how she move, it be giving me chills
Could be chasing your money, but you all on her heels
Better stay on your toes lil' nigga, cause we all on your hills