Domestic Violence Case lyrics

[Intro]
n*gga like me
I ain't give a f*ck about these hoes
You feelin' me, like I said
They tryin' to child support me
That hoe gon get it, you, nah, sayin'
Yeah, I beat up on b*tches, you know what I'm sayin'
You pus*y ass n*ggas, yeah

[Verse]
Yea, beating up on b*tches, we on the same page
Domestic violence case in front of my friends
Child support me, I must be a chicken, f*ck off
This is MMA 'cause I love slappin' b*tches
Ride around town with that goddamn b*tch
b*tch, why you likin' that n*gga pictures on Instagram, b*tch?
Bae, who you hanging out with?
And who's that n*gga in the picture with you, who's that? Bae, I'ma beat you up, 'cause I'm f*cking jealous (Maury Povich!)
Yo, I'm down for them numbers
I'm down for the smother love to flex under
Put hands on that b*tch, I put hands on b*tches
I might do numbers, I pulled back out the hummer
Child support, you gon to die, I might sell on thirty
I came back loaded, double up numbers
I'm doing f*ckin' numbers, do I look like a runner?
Flexing baby, hummer, I might be doing numbers
You feelin' me, yeah, real, I fire on that b*tch
f*ck over for the money, I rob you for some sh*t
You crackers, this is a link, y'all n*ggas is b*tches
I ain't even playing chess, dumb b*tch
f*ck, I ride up on n*ggas solo, who you f*cking with?
I don't give a sh*t, you n*ggas sound gay
And you n*ggas style stupid
Braggin' on young n*ggas and sh*t, I handle business
My self I do that, I put that last for myself, straight G
Moving brinks and peas, trying to get the line on
Everything that you need, I got door knobs and I got keys
But all this sh*t is make believe
Lil B, you know what I'm saying, son
Plenty of ya'll need to get knocked out, you feelin' me?
And you just groupie ass b*tches that want to come around
For some cheques or some file sh*t
Don't come up over here if you want to get choked the f*ck out
You know we treat hoes like n*ggas equal
We ain't havin' that, don't be worried about him
You pull up on the b*tch, why you worried about him?
Beating up on him that n*gga you know what I'm saying?
We all equals, you feelin' me, I choke that b*tch out
Just like how I choke out one of you n*ggas, you, nah, I'm saying
Knocking hoes out, thugs got p*ssed off and
Feelin that's what time it is
These fake ass b*tches gettin' it, we ain't playin with them
You know mean as long as the b*tches ain't doing nothing to me
I ain't doing nothing for none of them
Thugs got p*ssed off, you feelin' me?
It's your boy Lil Boss, it's your boy Lil Boss
Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, these hoes, these hoes can get it, man
And all these punk ass b*tches
Yak know am saying you see me on Instagram and sh*t
Trying to find all n*ggas, I just about that b*tch
But I'ma tell you, hoe, don't play around with me like that
b*tch, don't try to feel me, play with my feelings and sh*t, hoe
Put your face in the f*cking wall, b*tch, you nah am saying
Thug got p*ssed off, man, don't play them child support
Games neither, man, b*tch tryin' to put the kid in the middle
Of something you know what am saying
This is how you end up been missing, hoe
You know what I mean, yeah, she better not get me p*ssed off
f*ck her, f*ck 'em for life, f*ck these b*tch ass hoes
f*ck these fake-ass b*tches, you n*ggas cryin' over a b*tch
All my f*cking n*ggas, you want to hit a b*tch
Captain, save a hoe ass n*gga