Fredo Santana - f** these b**hes (feat. fat trel) lyrics

f** these b**hes, let's get money! [x16] f** these b**hes, let's get money! I keep that sh** 3 hundred I got all these comers coming And nothing got me a b**h stunting f** around all around drama Then come back for his mama Bullets hot like a sauna SD so sh** gonna Pulling out we pouring out Fact that we were my George out Can't you see we're so serene I think I'm bout to fall out Shocking bit like I'm a make a ring My main b**h run all out I go by the more loud And these kitty cats at my dog house Stacking on my imap Rude b**h out in chy rack Making left from OTF The old block make your show stop SB from DC I got extra grands for the lay low Hotel with the money counting Jay Low get Fredo f** these b**hes, let's get money! [x16]