[Intro: P-Lo]
Aye, had to let a bitch go
Aye, had to let a bitch go
Aye
Aye
Aye, aye, aye, aye
[Verse 1: P-Lo]
Uh, hella saucy, I'm crystal
I go dumb, Too $hort, blow the whistle
I'm the one, you the two, like a pencil
Aye, you don't live what's posted on your Insta
All that fakin', you can save it
Ain't your kid, so I'm not the one to play with
She always callin', always beggin' me to save her
Rockin' with my gang, it came up with me from the pavement
Bitch, I'm on my big dog status
I'm on your shit, don't matter
She want the wood like cabin
Just one time don't feel like stabbin', uh
On the run, I ran pages
I'm the one that makes girls love Asians
When I'm around it's no statements
They thought I talk flagrant
[Chorus: P-Lo]
Poppin' like Crisco, aye
Had to let a bitch go, aye
Had to let a bitch go, aye
Lot of bands, keep a big roll, aye
Had to let a bitch know, aye, uh
Poppin' like Crisco, aye
Had to let a bitch go, aye
Had to let a bitch go, aye
Lot of bands, keep a big roll, aye
Had to let a bitch know, aye
Yeah, uh
Aye, had to let a bitch go
Aye, had to let a bitch go
(RBExSOB that's the gang bitch)
[Verse 2: Slimmy B]
Had to let that broke bitch be
Buck down, pay 450 for these ripped jeans
Well respected in these streets like I'm Big Meech
Glock 23 but the clip hold 16
These niggas wanna be me but they can't though
Choppa make a nigga sing like he Dej Loaf
Fuck me, my enemies you need to pray for
I could never trick or give this dick to a stank hoe
Talk down I'm at your doorstep like a Jehovah
In that G Wagon, no this ain't no fuckin' Rover
When you slide, ain't no talkin' bitch, bend over
But I ain't hittin' shit if it got a odor
How you trapper of the year workin' at Best Buy
VVS on my chain this ain't SI
Thought that vest was gon' save you but that best lie
And no I ain't catchin' feelin's, I just catch flights, nigga
[Verse 3: DaBoii]
Stop actin' like you sick, boy you perfectly fine
You favorite rapper not the truth, I heard he a liey
Nigga, even when I'm wrong think I'm personally right
And you nigga got bitch ways he fasholy a dyke
Had to let that bitch go with her retarded ass
The boy fallin' off?, Nah, bitch I was just fallin' back
Politics is politics, and you don't want no parts of that
You ain't got no house, so where that chimmy ass apartment at
And if I told you 'bout my drank, then you might start to laugh
Bitch I ain't sendin' you no Uber, dammit call a cab
Ain't no point of lyin' to me, I know all the facts
And my real my number I won't give, but you can call the trap
We don't fuck with snitches, hell to the nah
And if them rollers snatched you up, you would tell them the law
If a war had started, you would tell em to call
You put my name on paperwork, shells'll mail in the morn
[Chorus: P-Lo]
Poppin' like Crisco, aye
Had to let a bitch go, aye
Had to let a bitch go, aye
Lot of bands, keep a big roll, aye
Had to let a bitch know, aye, uh
Poppin' like Crisco, aye
Had to let a bitch go, aye
Had to let a bitch go, aye
Lot of bands, keep a big roll, aye
Had to let a bitch know, aye
[Outro]
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