ASIDMETADATA by Tim Fizz Lyrics

BITCH!
Bury me 6 feet under rockin' all back
With a Glock 40 and a Louis V ski mask
Popped a couple Xans, got me feein' like I'm bullet proof
Chase it all down: fuckin' shots of the 80 proof
Walk into the bank smellin' like a fresh Swisher
I got a couple bands to secure up on my cellular
You know your money right when you know you can't fold it
Like, why the fuck your irritation-ass is gonna hold it, yeah

(Yelling)
Tell that fuck boy she can ----- real quick
If that bitch wants some smoke ------- a zip
Oh, shit
A1 sauce on a bitch
I tell her turn around just to pop it rea quick
Oh, shit

666, double that, that's a bank roll
Break it down, sell it 10-a-G. Now that's a come-up, ey
----- so strong, I feel like I'm -----
12 pulls up, you know I'm already ----
----- - -- - - -- -
- - -- - - -- - - - God damn!
Woo! Yeah. Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!
Fuck a fuckin' shawty. I'm pullin' up with the 'chete
Take your fuckin' money; I'm takin' all of that Fetty, yeah
Watch his blood splatter; that shit look like some confetti
Woo! Woo! Woo! Bitch
I must'a done a hundred plays inside of the Chevy

...The Chevy. Inside of the Chevy
(Repeats "Bitch," "woo," "yeah," "ayye," "yeah, bitch," "what?" until song ends.)