Fuck You And Your Bitch - Pries

Fuck you and your bitch

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

Fuck you and your bitch

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

You can miss me with this shit

Miss, miss you and your bitch

You can miss me with this shit

Miss, miss me with this shit

Miss, miss

Gil if you got a man

Don’t call me

As a matter of fact put your number to your homie

Nobody got time for baloney

Cause he’s checkin' the phone like the police

Askin' all these questions

Like Pries will you stay?

Ding, ding, in a mansion

Nigga, can’t you see the gate?

Like your girl is in my place

Like this is no random

Now she wants me to drive through her window

Give me a lane if I don’t jump no

All this smashing and this bombing, no

I’m a big boy if you didn’t know

And my watch got more than your guard knows

I don’t need your girl

I got my own at home

I got too much to be simple

So you better sit back and chill

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

Fuck you and your bitch

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

You can miss me with this shit

Miss, miss you and your bitch

You and your bitch

You can miss me with this shit

Miss, miss me with this shit

Miss, miss

You and your bitch

Get up, take a selfie

She said boss for the camera

You’re my bestie

I said keep it on the low

It’s the best thing

And if she talks too much

I’m on my next thing

I call a woman a woman

A bitch a bitch

A hoe a hoe

Now make me rich

I got it proper for my last shit

I ain’t bringing it for no reason

So you better know what it’s best for you

Oh, yeah

So you better sit back and chill

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

Fuck you and your bitch

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

You and your bitch

You can miss me with this shit

Miss, miss you and your bitch

You and your bitch

You can miss me with this shit

Miss, miss me with this shit

Miss, miss

You and your bitch