Christo Amp - Bet That

Hm
The champ is here
Fuck nigga
Hm
You say you got hoes?
Say your money don't fold?
Hm, yea
Champ
Bet you couldn't motherfuckin' move a whole P
Tryna make plays duck and dodgin' police
Y'all was inside while we was in the streets
If y'all was locked up you couldn't keep it OG, uh
Bet you niggas rats, y'all be snitchin' for the cheese, uh
Handcuffs on me, I'll never say a peep, uh
I can take your bitch make her get up on her knees
Hit it from the back and now she screamin' daddy please
Bet you niggas is some hoes
But if you get a mil' you'd still go broke, uh
Bet you niggas serious I need you as a joke, uh
Bet I leave 'em curious, they peepin' what I'm on
Bet you niggas can't blaze out the pound
At the mailbox makin' plays out he pound
I be at the gym makin' gains with the pounds
Locked in with my dawgs like I stay at the pound, I
Bet that, bet that
Bet that, nigga, bet that
(Oh, you say you got hoes?)
Bet that
(Say your money don't fold)
Bet that
(Shawty say she ain't hoe?)
Oh, bet that
(Young nigga on a roll)
Nigga, bet that
Bet you don't know what it's like feel used
That's why I'm willing to die for what I do
Heard that you livin' a life that you ain't choose
I feel your pain, 'cause I done done it too
Bet that love that you have feel fake
But, you leave 'cause your heart gon' break
Do what's best for you for your sake
'Cause you the only that stand in your way, uh
Fuck it, bet you niggas really clitoris
Don't ever do boss shit if you can idiot
Bet you niggas hatin' if you ever see me gettin' it
Bet you sell out if you ever go legitimate
Bet you thought I was fallen off
Bet you thought you was slick
Thought I wouldn't call you out
In the A-Town where I play, get around
I was born in the east
I was raised in the south
Bet that, bet that
Bet that, nigga, bet that
(Oh, you say you got hoes?)
Bet that
(Say your money don't fold)
Bet that
(Shawty say she ain't hoe?)
Oh, bet that
(Young nigga on a roll)
Nigga, bet that
Bet you ain't mo'fuckin' flip a half zip
To a zip, couple zips, to a quap to a brick
Bet you ain't never had a styrofoam full of drip
You ain't never crack a seal, pour up, took a sip
Bet you in the livin' room stuck with bitch
Used to be a young nigga, fell in love with check
Shawty fell in love with my bucks so I had to dip
Bet you niggas would've stayed
But, The Champ ain't them

Written by:
Christopher Amponsah

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