Lyrics Chance2Chance - Ybdd

Your bitch on my body tryn fuck
I told her back up she a slut
You niggas some pussies I'm up
Come out in this water you drown
Trendsetter make niggas feel down
I can really do rap all-around
That pussy nigga sold me a round
I can really hit chop down
Sold 8ths too the brodies yall clowns
Uhh huh
Man what the fuck yall tryna do man what yall on?
Yall sold they lives for a couple of the uhhh
I got your bitch up on my body I'm in her dump
I'm in her rump just for the fun
Baby come here I do no wrong
I'm here for long man this for long
Man show me why I need too prove that you my jawn?
Why I need too prove there's bitches in my phone?
When niggas in your phone?
What the fuck you on?

Fuck you on
Fuck you on
Fuck you on
Fuck you on
Your bitch on my body tryn fuck me
I told her back up you not lucky
Man two glocks on me I'm husky
Two glocks on me get rumbley
Still got your bitch tryn fuck me
Told that lil hoe she unlucky
Two bodies down that's funny
Bullet shells up in the tummy
Punch too his face got him runny

Damn

Man what the fuck yall tryna do man what yall on?
Yall sold they lives for a couple of the uhhh
I got your bitch up on my body I'm in her dump
I'm in her rump just for the fun
Baby come here I do no wrong
I'm here for long man this for long
Man show me why I need too prove that you my jawn?
Why I need too prove there's bitches in my phone?
When niggas in your phone?
What the fuck you on?

Chance2chance I give you bitch I'm done get out my phone (get out my)
Chance2chance I give you bitch I'm done get out my phone (get out my)
Chance2chance I give you bitch I'm done get out my phone