Bitches say shit and they ain't say nothin' A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothin' I B's in the track, B, B's in the track I B's in the track, B, B's in the track Bitches say shit and they ain't say nothin' A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothin' I B's in the track, B, B's in the track I B's in the track, B, B's in the track Man, I been did that, man, I been popped off And if she ain't tryna give it up, she get dropped off Let me bust that UV, bitch, bust that open Might spend a couple thousand just to bust that open Rip it off, no jokin', like your name Hulk Hogan Niggas move weight in the cell, but live in Hoboken Bitch, I spit that crack like I'm in that trap So if you need a hit, then I'm with that bag Bitches say shit and they ain't say nothin' A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothin' I B's in the track, B, B's in the track I B's in the track, B, B's in the track Bitches say shit and they ain't say nothin' A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothin' I B's in the track, B, B's in the track I B's in the track, B, B's in the track Okay, now, Nicki, Nicki, Nicki Put it in your kidney, got a new LS450 Ain't no keys in this doohickey If it weren't rappin', I'd be trappin' If it weren't trappin', I'd be pimpin' If it weren't pimpin', I'd be gettin' it, period I don't smoke no Bobby, but my denim be from Ricky Got your girl on Molly and we smokin' loud and drinkin' Got my top back so you can see what I been thinkin' And if you know me, then you know I been thinkin' Franklin, money, thousands, true religion trousers Got a private home, started from them public houses Had with Kella, causin' her arousal Audi A8, told him, Audi 5000, uh Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothin' 100 motherfuckers can't tell me nothing I B's in the track, B, B's in the track I B's in the track, B, B's in the track Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothin' 100 motherfuckers can't tell me nothin' I B's in the track, B, B's in the track I B's in the track, B, B's in the track Damn, damn, what they say about me? I don't know man, fuckers on ya biscuit If I get hit swinging on a big bish I don't know man, I'm shittin' on ya whole life Damn, damn, what they say about me? I don't know man, fuckers on ya biscuit If I get hit swinging on a big bish I don't know man, I'm shittin' on ya whole life Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothin' A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothin' I beez in the trap, beez, beez in the trap I beez in the trap, beez, beez in the trap Man, I'm out in Texas Man, I'm out in A-Town Then I'm up in Chi-Town Or Miami, shuttin' it down It's that New Orleans It's L.A. or the Bay It's New York, Philly And the whole DMV I'm a Detroit player Man, it's North-South Keck Ohio, Pittsburgh Got St. Louis on deck It's Delaware, Connecticut It's New Jersey, got hella bricks It's Queens, Brooklyn And yeah, they rallyin' Bronx, Harlem, and Staten Island Bitches ain't shit and they ain't say nothin' A hundred motherfuckers can't tell me nothin' I beez in the trap, beez, beez in the trap I beez in the trap, beez, beez in the trap Damn, damn, what they say about me? I don't know man, fuckers on ya biscuit If I get hit, swingin' on a big bitch I don't know man, I'm shittin' on ya whole life Damn, damn, what they say about me? I don't know man, fuckers on ya biscuit If I get hit, swingin' on a big bitch I don't know man, I'm shittin' on ya whole life Thanks for watching!