Salute to the b*tch lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah motherf*cker it's like this man
Straight up n*gga
Lil B in the motherf*cker
Yeah I'm back man
Repping that b*tch Mob
You feel me?
Pretty b*tch, n*gga
What's up, b*tch?
Yeah, rawest rapper in the motherf*cking game my n*gga
Pay respect you f*cking b*tch

[Verse 1]
b*tch Mob I rep b*tch, you n*ggas gon' respect it
30 rounds clips and I'm strapped like the Taliban
You thinking this a game but it really ain't an issue
Got a nose ring now I'm finna f*ck your sister
Confidence is A1, I still don't spit game to hoes
I'm paying for the head game (swag)
b*tch that's a scratch-off (woop)
b*tch that's a Rolex (Rolex)
b*tch that's a flatscreen (Based God)
b*tch this is Based God (Based God)
b*tch my name is Lil B
Let me tell you some 'bout my motherf*cking swagger
Everybody know that I started all the f*cking trends
Everybody know that I f*cking placed your order
Served 30 rounds with a small glass of water
Based God
[Hook]
b*tch Mob, n*ggas you will never understand it
Got a pink bandana, 65 b*tches
Everybody know that the b*tch Mob crackin'
Salute to the b*tch
Salute to the b*tch

(If you n*ggas ever think you f*cking with me n*gga
Sit your motherf*cking ass down n*gga
Never f*ck with the Based God n*gga
Never f*ck with Lil B n*gga)

b*tch Mob, n*ggas you will never understand it
Got a pink bandana, 65 b*tches
Everybody know that the b*tch Mob crackin'
Salute to the b*tch
Salute to the b*tch

(Never, never f*ck with Based God)

[Verse 2]
b*tch Mob n*gga I would never eat the pus*y
f*ck a b*tch ass and I f*ck a b*tch head, man
The hoes chose me with them 12 cellphones
I be boomin' like I'm Metro, I'm paying like I weigh
Everybody know that the kid tote the K
60 on my di*k and my wrist straight shake
b*tch ask me if I'm ballin'
f*ck around with me ho, I pull a John Stockton
You don't even know that the Boss be shopping
You buying new clothes, I'mma buy that new chopper
You kiss the b*tch ass, I'mma f*ck her in the lips
n*gga f*ck around with me I will show you who's the b*tch
Serve a sucker up, dump his body off a cliff
n*gga f*ck with straight hands, we don't gotta use clips
A girl ask me how I call myself a b*tch
When I f*cked her in the mouth and I bought the b*tch a gift
Based God
[Hook] x2

(Real talk n*gga
I'm repping b*tch Mob n*gga to the end my n*gga
Wolf Pack, n*gga
Shouts out from Lil B to that Wolf Pack n*gga
100 thousand)

(b*tch Mob n*gga
I got b*tches calling my phone right now
Pretty b*tch, n*gga
Pretty boy crack, n*gga
Lil B in this motherf*cker)

[Outro]
You n*ggas gon' respect it
30 rounds clips and I'm strapped like the Taliban
Yeah man it's that motherf*cking b*tch Mob movie
That motherf*cking b*tch Mob
Produced by Lil B man
Shouts out to my motherf*cking Young n*gga
Certified hits n*gga we rockin'
Based World up n*gga

[Hook] x2