TFE Sheedo Lyrics - Bad Bitches In The Lobby

TFE Sheedo - Bad Bitches In The Lobby

I get super booted, levitating off this pressure pack
Soon as I burst down the foreign dro then I sparking up the black
Plenty things I could do to these jokers but I ain't rapping that
The way I jump ahead of these niggas, I is a acrobat
Soon as I hit I tell that lil bitch diddo
Goofy niggas claim they hittin on shit but they ain't on drills though
Drop the lo, we slide straight we ain't need no detour
She think she running psych on a G then she gotta try some more
I can't never chase no bitch nor I could never love no whore
Cleaning up this rap game just like a nigga doing chores
Drop a deuce in my cup until I can't sip no more
These niggas clicking up so much, I hear they tryna recruit God
Posted in the sitchy, whatever you want we got it
Soon as the P get send this way, we break it down and divide it
If it's two, we leaving none and that's some quick mathematics
Ya hoe ain't even my speed no more lil folks 'cause I done had it
Intense defense, ya can't cross me
Slide to the telly, bad bitches in the lobby
They fiending for top figures and I just can't get 'em off me
She on her red stuff but I ain't trippin just want her top me
I never ran from no nigga, only some stray dogs
This nigga known for running lips, Sonic hedgehog
I staying ten toes even if you cut my legs off
Big head huncho even if you cut my head off
Could smell the loud off my attire, spray the deads off
Just start growing out my hair, I tryna get some dreadlocks
Throwing bullets like football, I tryna be a Seahawk
I can't kiss a eater, we just can't never lip lock
He sippin on benadryl, acting like he fucking sip wock
Reaching for what's on my neck could get ya head lift off
She say I like ya style Sheedo
She say you the one for me
She say I like how you be moving through so comfortably
Say anything you want me do bae I'll do it for you
But I ain't loving on these hoes, just want her drive these packs through
Say Ise a dog but ya can't put no leash on me
They only round for when I make it, they want feast off me
Online dissing ain't gone even get a tweet from me
I done know niggas be straight fans, they want feats from me
Say they running with demons, nigga I run with real zombies
I know niggas mad they can't get no rest in peace off me
Straight up out the gutter, no one can't take the streets out me
But you won't know 'cause I don't show that
'Cause that shit really deep in my brain
She say she ain't a side but I ain't remember her being main
Real nigga any day of the week, bey I gone still be the same
Y'all know how it go bey, this shit hot, motherfuck this a stain

Written by:
Rasheed Dewar

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