[Intro: Susie B]
I need to put y'all on a lil' game
'Cause I don't know, nobody ain't taught y'all no better or what?
(Reenie)
Huh, but come hear me out though
Learn a lil' somethin', take notes
[Chorus: Susie B]
Niggas think they P
Come and meet a bitch like me
Let you fuck me like you love me, but don't give a fuck if you leave
I ain't blowin' up your phone 'cause I don't need you callin' me
I like my nigga in the house and leave the streets to me
[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Bitch, I'm big YB, this a new AP, you can take this dick, then choose to leave
I'ma fuck you good, I'ma treat you good, do one wrong thing, get raked like leaves (Wow)
I flood your chain, I ain't even they daddy, bitch, don't even tell me please (Why?)
Hit your niggas like I'm Jesus, bitch, come on, worship me
Since it's been lit
[Verse 2: Susie B]
I be in and I be out quick like a burglary
I already know the game, can't no nigga play me
He ask, can he see me? I say, "Yeah, on IG" (Haha)
Treat these niggas real bad, bitch, you ain't no starter me (Nah)
Bitches go for anything, that's why these niggas hate me
I wear the pants like I'm the man
In a bikini, gettin' a tan
Shakin' my ass, these niggas throwin' bands (Reenie)
Outside, bitch, I don't need no man
Turnin' all these niggas to fans
Drop a pic' and he like, "Damn
Where you at so it can go down?"
I'll catch you when I'm back in town (Woo)
Givin' niggas the run-around
Tryna take me to pound town
Get me to LA downtown
Let me see you bust down them pounds
Take me to go shop around
Tell me you don't care what amount
Y'all hoes be stuck in the house
[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Uh, bitch, come turn me to a munch
Put that pussy on my tongue, bitch, I'm hungry, I need lunch
Bitch, I shine, how they hate the sun?
What the fuck wrong with these niggas? Pussy ain't richer than my son
What the fuck wrong with these bitches? Lame ass-ho ain't talk 'bout nothin'
"Frrt," there go them switches, now all you bitches get to runnin'
You gon' lose your lungs, you fuckin' 'round, you buck one time on top my gun
[Chorus: Susie B]
Niggas think they P
Come and meet a bitch like me
Let you fuck me like you love me, but don't give a fuck if you leave
I ain't blowin' up your phone 'cause I don't need you callin' me
I like my nigga in the house and leave the streets to me
[Post-Chorus: Susie B]
Might be outside with a scammer smokin' za, that's rapper weed
Probably catch me in the studio, bae droppin' a verse with me
Help him bust a couple plays, he done bought a purse for me
Take care of me like I'm his daughter, puttin' nobody first but me
[Verse 4: Susie B]
Favorite rapper done flew me out
Just to kick up on a mountain
That happened to how many of y'all?
Exactly, y'all bitches ain't raw
Just be runnin' y'all goddamn mouth
Just be eatin' dick and balls
At least make a nigga invest in y'all
You should wanna be your own boss
Bitch, you just want a name and clout
Real hustler, I was raised in the South
I'ma get that money, no doubt
Don't need a handout
But he know what I'm about (Reenie)
He gon' have to cash out
Go on and pull them racks out
Old niggas want me back now
Y'all could never come back 'round
[Chorus: Susie B]
Niggas think they P
Come and meet a bitch like me
Let you fuck me like you love me, but don't give a fuck if you leave
I ain't blowin' up your phone 'cause I don't need you callin' me
I like my nigga in the house and leave the streets to me
[Post-Chorus: Susie B]
Might be outside with a scammer smokin' za, that's rapper weed
Probably catch me in the studio, bae droppin' a verse with me
Help him bust a couple plays, he done bought a purse for me
Take care of me like I'm his daughter, puttin' nobody first but me
[Outro: Susie B]
I be in and I be out
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