I don't need no niggas in my section

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah

I don't need no niggas in my section

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah

Higher than the moon, nigga what up

They ain't worth it, nigga need to shut up

While I'm in the pussy, face down in the buttock

It ain't shit to her, me im just a fuck up

Fuck a hand shake nigga we ain't brothers

On that West side where they reppin for they colors

If you talking big shit, then my dick will make you stutter

All up in your face like it's butter

Right now, make her scream my name and pipe her right down

Nasty I'm a king bitch, give a nigga a wipedown

Twenty four bitches, I'm rolling on chrome

My niggas are smoking on that loud

Bitch try to flunt, Imma blow your back out

I ain't thinking bout a nigga that walk past you

Bitch stole my blunt and said she love my tatoos

I'm that dude, I slang wood, that bamboo

But when she driving on that dick she a damn fool

I don't need no niggas in my section

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah

I don't need no niggas in my section

All bitches, all bitches, all bitches, all bitches ah

All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas

All these bitches I don't wanna see no niggas

Really really though, all these bitches, i don't want no niggas

Cause the real niggas that post it up already with us

It's a habit, in the club bottle magic

Fucking with these ratchets no purses they got baskets

Its a hand out, these bitches high feeling guess they addicts

And I ask them are you in like Patrick

Playing with the pussy like it's madden

Fire like a dragon

The one say she like me then they all bandwagon

Been leadin as hoes, but they pretty like a pageant

She said she'd let me cut, I had to stab it, fo real though

Audemar, big bitch, big tipper

Super club, 20,000 for the liquor

You see the bitch I'm with, you'll probably never get her

No cop bottles, they're for broke niggas

In the corner posted it up with the dome giver

Money flowin like a wet pussy, thats a long river

So you got your bitch on lock, I'll slim jim her

It's that time of the month, fuck timber

All my niggas got a bottle with a blunt lit up

Before you pop up, throw your set up

Hop in this bitch 'til the club's lights lit up, leave with her

Big spender, a bitch shut up

T-Killa illuminati all through your body

She blow me like a twelve gang shawty you feel me

Pull up in the 'rari, the fuckin life of the party

I'm getting hoes regardless

Before this rap shit, I'm honest