Lyrics She Said I'm Tuff - B Shiesty

Woah, woah No, no no no no no no
Woah woah woah woah
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Yeah, okay
Yeah

Brand new cash (bitch what?)
I count up the bands
GLE body I grab all her friends and we hop in the Benz
Don't fuck with nines, unless we talkin' bout sticks
Bitch gotta be a dime, if she wanna come see this dick
She say that I'm tough
She not gon' front
She gonna twerk and bend it over, that bitch got a dump
Double R Truck
Because bitch we get real rich
I busted a nut and I didn't buy her bag so she threw a big fit

Brand new cash (bitch what?)
I count up the bands
GLE body I grab all her friends and we hop in the Benz
Don't fuck with nines, unless we talkin' bout sticks
Bitch gotta be a dime, if she wanna come see this dick

I'll be bringin' my Glock to this function
Tell my baby to stop all that runnin
I fuck up and I throw her some hundreds
She eat dick and I feed her abundance
When I hop on the mic she gon' love it
Sorry bitch I can't buy you McGriddles
Need a bitch for to play with the fiddle
Not a bitch that'll say my shit little
This shit loaded so I gotta get em
She bipolar I fuck up her metal
Leave a whole daycare up inside of her dental

Tryna go get the Jag, I ain't talkin' bout a rental
Favorite car a Durango I fuck up the city
When she come to the crib we gon' fuck up some Henny
Do whatever you say, you just gotta be with me
I'ma fill up my cup with a pint of that sticky
Boy I'm crazy as fuck, I'ma die off that drug
I ain't chattin' with Zay, he a bad ass plug
Got us waitin' for days, they ain't showin' us love
Fuck all these niggas these bullets be hittin' them up
If we catchin' them watchin' we fill up a truck
She want face and time, I just wanna fuck
I had lust for the bitch, I gave that shit up (yeah)