Lil B — Domestic Violence Case

[Intro] Nigga like me I ain't give a fuck about these hoes You feelin' me, like I said They tryin' to child support me That hoe gon get it, you, nah, sayin' Yeah, I beat up on bitches, you know what I'm sayin' You pussy ass niggas, yeah [Verse] Yea, beating up on bitches, we on the same page Domestic violence case in front of my friends Child support me, I must be a chicken, fuck off This is MMA 'cause I love slappin' bitches Ride around town with that goddamn bitch Bitch, why you likin' that nigga pictures on Instagram, bitch? Bae, who you hanging out with? And who's that nigga in the picture with you, who's that? Bae, I'ma beat you up, 'cause I'm fucking jealous ([?] bitch) Yo, I'm down for them numbers I'm down for the smother love to flex under Put hands on that bitch, I put hands on bitches I might do numbers, I pulled back out the hummer Child support, you gon to die, I might sell on thirty I came back loaded, double up numbers I'm doing fuckin' numbers, do I look like a runner? Flexing baby, hummer, I might be doing numbers You feelin' me, yeah, real, I fire on that bitch Fuck over for the money, I rob you for some shit You crackers, this is a link, y'all niggas is bitches I ain't even playing chess, dumb bitch Fuck, I ride up on niggas solo, who you fucking with? I don't give a shit, you niggas sound gay And you niggas style stupid Braggin' on young niggas and shit, I handle business My self I do that, I put that last for myself, straight G Moving brinks and peas, trying to get the line on Everything that you need, I got door knobs and I got keys But all this shit is make believe Lil B, you know what I'm saying, son Plenty of ya'll need to get knocked out, you feelin' me? And you just groupie ass bitches that want to come around For some cheques or some file shit Don't come up over here if you want to get choked the fuck out You know we treat hoes like niggas equal We ain't havin' that, don't be worried about him You pull up on the bitch, why you worried about him? Beating up on him that nigga you know what I'm saying? We all equals, you feelin' me, I choke that bitch out Just like how I choke out one of you niggas, you, nah, I'm saying Knocking hoes out, thugs got pissed off and Feelin that's what time it is These fake ass bitches gettin' it, we ain't playin with them You know mean as long as the bitches ain't doing nothing to me I ain't doing nothing for none of them Thugs got pissed off, you feelin' me? It's your boy Lil Boss, it's your boy Lil Boss Yeah, yeah, yeah, man, these hoes, these hoes can get it, man And all these punk ass bitches Yak know am saying you see me on Instagram and shit Trying to find all niggas, I just about that bitch But I'ma tell you, hoe, don't play around with me like that Bitch, don't try to feel me, play with my feelings and shit, hoe Put your face in the fucking wall, bitch, you nah am saying Thug got pissed off, man, don't play them child support Games neither, man, bitch tryin' to put the kid in the middle Of something you know what am saying This is how you end up been missing, hoe You know what I mean, yeah, she better not get me pissed off Fuck her, fuck 'em for life, fuck these bitch ass hoes Fuck these fake-ass bitches, you niggas cryin' over a bitch All my fucking niggas, you want to hit a bitch Captain, save a hoe ass nigga