DIY - You's A b**h lyrics

[Verse 1: Louis Strongarm] Stop waitin on me you need to go on n get it Bout ta call it quits on this first verse business You gotta problem with beginning Can't get it up dont start can't finish Youre goose is cooked i race in the kitchen Irates salt to taste n quit b**hin First place no need for lane switching Forget golden state man I'm winnin' Fall in line behind first loser In back of that beggars can't be choosers Strongarm bruiser no clit all co*k Flint locked dropped off wig split rinsed off Independent eye on mine so i never get it f**ed from behind dog it can come at any minute If you ain't quick vigilant and ready to defend it Theyll leave you stripped hung out to dry drippin' [Hook 1: B-Smooth, Louis Strongam, Above Average] If you're pulling me over for no reason at all, pig, yous a b**h You'll give me head but you won't lick my balls, girl, yous a b**h You say you like my raps but never go to a show, punk, yous a b**h You play hard to get but i know you're a ho, s*ut, yous a b**h [Verse 2: B-Smooth] [Hook 2: Above Average, B-Smooth, Louis Strongarm] You say you're the best rapper in the world, nah, yous a b**h Heard you're having a baby so you're leaving your girl, man, yous a b**h Talkin' 'bout look at me im the sh**, nah, yous a b**h Thinking every single honey dips on your dick, trick, yous a b**h [Verse 3: Above Average] Strongarm kicked it off And ya'll dropped ya jaws All the b**hes known that we're hotter than a molotov See our flow is squeeky and clean, your meter kinda not We're sweeter than krispy kremes, ya'll too focused on the guap Listen, you made one jam like what? 20 years ago? And now you lip synchin sh** stinkin up here we go There's new blood in town, cuz we be buzzin now Y'all sayin the same ol' sh**, constantly dumbin down Can't even rock a show without vocal track Playin in the back, slap on a bangin beat, and that's a wrap You're claimin hip-hop all but every thing I hear is trap Highlightin your vocals instead of smashin em that's a fact Just gimmie a time and place I'll spit any rhyme with grace Please gimmie a reason to make you look stupid I'll do it no time to waste You're a nuisance, an itch I can't scratch So the moral of this verse? Yousa b**h and that's that! [Hook 3: Louis Strongarm, Above Average, B-Smooth] Talk a big game but don't back it up, fool, yous a b**h Try ta cuddle up before i bust a nut, girl, yous a b**h I'm too drunk and you won't give me a ride, b**h, yous a b**h You walk in the room and you're k**in my vibe, ya, yous a b**h