Gutta

[Intro] My approach is, "You know what? You wanna keep talking out of that mouth? You're gonna have your jaw wired" Ha ha ha ha ha ha [Verse 1: Miss Prada] See a bitch like me so gutta Do a nigga off dead in his sleep See a bitch like me so gutta Put a bullet in your brain if you weak See a bitch like me so gutta Gotta get ’em with the ass, I'm a freak Set a nigga up, get him bodied They ain't gonna find the body for a week I’m a mean ho, I'm your dream ho Set it off quick like Cleo Not a Leo, 'cause I'm never lyin' Chopper got your baby mama crying You stay trying Check the facts, bitch, I'm a street bitch Keep the heat in between my knees, bitch The whole hood who I'm tryna feed, bitch, uh [Chorus: Miss Prada] See a bitch like me so gutta (So gutta, so gutta, so gutta, so gutta) See a bitch like me (Likе me, like me, likе me, like me, uh) See a bitch like me so gutta (So gutta, so gutta, uh) See a bitch like me (Like me, like me, uh, like me, like me) [Verse 2: Miss Prada] Fuck around, get your face cracked Face puffy like a Mase track D-d-d-dipping, dodging, I ain't catching charges If you talkin’ butter, get your man whacked Dirty looks, I don’t take that Fuck tonight, get your day smacked Clip a ho with the whip bumper Dump her musty ass on the way back And it's real Contact me, I swear, bitch, you get killed I get baby time, just playing cards and hot meals I don’t do crews, I keep one ho to hold pills Now take one of mine, how you feel? Uh [Chorus: Miss Prada] See a bitch like me so gutta (So gutta, so gutta, uh) See a bitch like me (Like me, like me, like me, like me, uh) See a bitch like me so gutta (So gutta, so gutta, uh, so gutta) See a bitch like me (Like me, like me, like me, like me) [Verse 3: Cashsus Clay] See a nigga like me so gutta Come through, I'm LeBron with the heat Put these niggas on time out Like I been fouled and I'm 'bout to shoot a freak Fuck y’all niggas want? Bumbaclot get your batty boy hit, fade it up I'm with Prada right now Drinkin' crown with my motherfuckin' left pinky up, wooh Thursdays were the worst days Now I sip champagne 'cause I'm thirsty From Bel-Air to Gossett and Cristal My piss shine, it's why y'all niggas is pissed off Big dick, I bet you'd rather get pissed on Plus I rap 'cause you like to get spit on This is wrestling, another knot under my belt You'll be Owen Hart, gettin' lynched over a belt, uh [Chorus: Miss Prada] See a bitch like me so gutta (So gutta, so gutta, so gutta, so gutta) See a bitch like me (Like me, like me, like me, like me, uh) See a bitch like me so gutta (So gutta, so gutta, uh) See a bitch like me (Like me, like me, uh) [Verse 4: Ayesha Erotica] Hot damn, hoe, here I come again Pussy tight as a sock, say he can't get it in Dressed up in Klein, god damn, I'm fine Got Manolo pumps, my card never decline I'ma get my shine, word up, stay up, fam Ayesha Erotica on Instagram 'Bout a half a gram, cuttin' up on the dash Got a couple loan sharks, I'ma get my cash See me heavy, light as a rock If I ain't answer your call then I'm swallowing cock Girls love to jot and shit, I let 'em In a couple of months the fans gon' forget 'em Their man gon' regret 'em, they come running to me You gotta pay for a verse, I don't come for free When I'm done light a Parliament, no time for arguin' Ass in the air like a bitch stay gutted, uh [Chorus: Miss Prada & Ayesha Erotica] See a bitch like me so gutta (So gutta, so gutta, uh) See a bitch like me (Like me, like me, uh-huh, uh) See a bitch like me so gutta (So gutta, so gutta, uh) See a bitch like me (Like me, like me, uh-huh, uh, uh)