Lyrics Motion - AzChike

Aint no break on that bag, bitch we need the whole thing
Get jammed in that slammed on no no names
A walking brick boss bitch talking cocaine
On the phone dont make it long talking cold names
Took his bitch now he hot thats on cold gang
Gave my heart to these streets i feel no pain
All this gold on my neck aint no silver
My bitch threw a brain yo bitch she might kill her
That dumb bitch off a pill im off scissors
Private shove like bitch want my dinner
Playing games with this coach ima bench her