Текст песни Look - B Shiesty

Ain't no more games with these bitches man
Ain't no more games with these bitches nigga
Uh uh, uh uh, uh uh (Yeah, yeah, let go)

Look at these hoes, I'm letting them go
They be fucking on niggas but mad bout' a post
Got a brand new pistol, I'm letting it blow
She keep flashing a nigga she think it's a show
Got a hoe in the Citgo on a pole
Got a toothpick poked in a Backwood smoking dope
That's a roach motherfucker I'm still gon puff it
You is not gon' control me, I'm not your little puppet
I am not connected a PS5, she a green ass hoe like a chive
I just pulled up on bae for to show her a ride
I pull up to the crib and a nigga outside
Got my glock on me lil baby know that I'm clutchin'
I'ma speak to the niggs fore' I get to dumping
"Okay, cool you can walk off", then a nigga get wet like some hot sauce
She gon' cough on this dick leave some cough drops
Her shit wet as the fuck like a soaked mop
I was rolling that dutch, I got pissed off
I was licking that bitch, it was not getting sticky
We was deep in the trenches, I'm clutching my forty
If you bring out the Henny, you know we got Shorties
I'ma mix up some wok, like the new Rick and Morty
Almost hit that lil bit, she was tryna record me
If you want for to post me you better reward me

Bitch I'm up right now, and I keep on morphing
They rebounding the bullets you think that they horsing
I might get me a Gina, be Billy and Georgie
That's a trash ass bar, I ain't fearing nobody
He get hit with the pump like we landed at Snobby
You be pillow talking you get hit till you sousing
Got away from that girl she kept on trying to doubt me
I got love it ain't never as big as accounts be
I'ma Klarna her gift, then I get out the way, I'ma need me a rift
Had to go get a whip, I had too many lifts
I know we got more for to say, "Why we focused on this?"
I don't answer your calls you just giving me lip
When I am on the dope, I get high as a blimp
Put yo bitch off some coke, she gon' call me a pimp
I got nothing to say, I was smoking a skimp
In a luxury whip with lowest of tints
I might move out of Aubrey, I'm tired of the feds
Caught my shit bad twice, want to fill them with lead
I was thinking too hard, I just heard what you said
I'm finna get back to the car, I got tired of her head
I ain't beat my shit in a minute, I bust in the bed
I got to the range with the motherfucking mag, I'ma dump
I'm finna put fifty in him, he gon' die David Ruffin
Will finish the rest of the job if equipped with switchy
Would think he a serial killer he laughing like Mickey
I gotta go get away in the Hemi
When you look at my jacket, I know you gon' miss me
On that spy shit rotting a pole in a Bentley
I won't need no more guns when I go get the Remi
That Remington, that shot'll cost a ton