Gucci Mane — These Bitches

[Intro: Chief Keef (distorted)] I got hard dick for all these bitches I get all these numbers I don't call these bitches No patience for relations kiss my rari bitches These niggas don't know us we never saw these niggas [Verse 1: Gucci Mane] I got a V12 sittin on rims and I put the bulk back in my Benz Got a FN with a seatbelt strapped on it cause it's my friend Breaking bricks down in my den, I got bills stacked to my chin Diamond Gems cost an M&M, watch so bright cut off a limb Look at me then look at him, hard top Bentley Bentley rims Fucked two sisters wet the crib, In a drop top dunk I broke the rims Back to back bitch call them twins, Got a hard top X and a drop top M, call me iceberg slim can’t fuck with him 2k on weed - hell, that’s a bill, 5k on lean, I'm leaning now Drunk two whole pints, I'm dreaming now Your girlfriends a semen demon, Big Guwop she screaming out, drop top Rarri showing cleavage I'm on Cleveland, call it Believeland Knocked your bitch didn't need no reason, take my bitch then call it even [Hook: Chief Keef] I got hard dick for all these bitches I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches Niggas don’t know us, we never saw these niggas You can hold this 30 out this 40 nigga You die, you hit forgis - that's on shawty, nigga We don’t trust these bitches or these niggas Got the big face Rollies 40 on us niggas [Verse 2: OJ Da Juiceman] Nigga tried to knock me off But these niggas extra soft How the hell you just start robbing come and try and test a boss Played the hand that I was dealt,40 make you patty melt I don’t send no niggas dawg I do that shit by myself Co-defendant that's a no Can’t have that shit fly in court One thing about young juice my Niggas spied the pussy like a scope Since you pussy I'ma send these hollow tips down your throat Killa killer murder murder flip that nigga like a burger I don’t shoot for legs so you know ain't no attempted murder And Young Juice man stay with fire Make me put you on a burner Smoke you like a cancer stick Make your momma deal my load Talking all that tough talk but your ass know you bologna Born to go to war, man you got me talking like I'm Tony [Hook: Chief Keef] I got hard dick for all these bitches I get all their numbers I don’t call these bitches No patience for relations kiss my Rari bitches Niggas don’t know us, we never saw these niggas You can hold this 30 out this 40 nigga You die, you hit forgis - that's on shawty, nigga We don’t trust these bitches or these niggas Got the big face Rollies 40 on us niggas