b*tches Ain’t sh*t / Get It How I Live lyrics

[Part I: b*tches Ain't sh*t]

[Intro: Ty Dolla $ign]
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
Heard you n*gga got cut down last night, at the club
Don't blame it on me, nah, nah
I know you heard it was some Pu$ha Ink n*ggas in that motherf*cker
And some bloods
But don't blame it on me
Nah, don't blame it on me
Yeah, I know he found out that we f*ckin', uh
Girl, it ain't my fault you wanna f*ck me, too

[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Your n*gga laid up in that f*ckin' hospital and you still think of me
Man, I swear to God I'll kill yo' f*ckin' ass if you did that sh*t to me
Oh, these b*tches ain't sh*t

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks
[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
And no names said, just credit, um
If this sh*t was ever to happen to me, um
Ain't no tellin' what a n*gga like me you'd do
How would you feel if the tables turned on you?
Girl, that, um, girl, that body
I know it ain't your birthday, but this your party
Baby, I just do the trees, you could keep the molly
But make sure that you finish just what you started
Oh that's Bombay and you ain't got no limits
So just go down 'til a n*gga finish
That's proof that you talk 'bout what you livin'
Sixty seconds, lemme call you in a minute

[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Your n*gga laid up in that f*ckin' hospital and you still think of me
Man, I swear to God I'll kill yo' f*ckin' ass if you did that sh*t to me
Oh, these b*tches ain't sh*t

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks
[Verse 3: Jay 305]
Lay down, b*tch, get hypnotized and f*cked
Diamond's a girl, best friend no cut
You's a flip, you's a b*tch, I don't f*ck with you (Don't f*ck with you)
You keyed my car, you b*tch, I'm a bug with you, I don't know why
I f*ck with you
Let me tell you a story or two
'Bout this b*tch named shhh, and her dumb ass crew (b*tch)
Well shh, man, in jail, a rack is his bail
Baby, you brought me the new Jordans before she paid his bail
Grinding myself, just to nail, he just got out
Ran his mouth, f*ckin' stupid socked him out
Homied called him, boo boped him, packed him out
Baby still callin', threw my di*k her mouth
Go to hell, b*tch

[Pre-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Your n*gga laid up in that f*ckin' hospital and you still think of me
Man, I swear to God I'll kill yo' f*ckin' ass if you did that sh*t to me
Oh, these b*tches ain't sh*t

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t, b*tches, b*tches ain't sh*t
b*tches ain't sh*t but hoes and tricks
[Part II: Get It How I Live]

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
He asleep right now, he off that drink, he ain't wakin' up
She texts my phone, ayy, what ya doin'?
Can I come over? I text back over, she on her way
These hoes ain't sh*t, but I'ma f*ck this b*tch

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
'Cause I gotta get it how I live
She gotta get it how she live

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
And we get it til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right
Gotta get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
She f*cked around and came up on some f*ckin' good di*k
She from the valley, but she act just like a hood b*tch
I got her bent over, she prowl like a Range Rover
Pop the pus*y like soda, hit it slow like I pulled up

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
'Cause I gotta get it how I live
She gotta get it how she live

[Verse 3: Ty Dolla $ign]
I wish she could spend the night
So I could hit it again in the mornin'
I think I'm falling in love with this girl again, again I'm zonin'
She got a n*gga, but I'm obviously bigger
I hope he don't catch her
'Cause he probably would kill her

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
I gotta get it how I live
She gotta get it how she live
And you know I got it

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right
Get it 'til we get it right