[Hook: Vidal Garcia] If you was my b**h You wouldn't be sitting there at home now feeling like a hostage Wouldn't be sitting alone give me something I could ride with And I wouldn't even be a little mad if you turn up on my side b**h Pull up with you in the co*kpit They ain't gotta know it's my sh** I blaze up she rolls all the dro She waits til I open the door Don't care who she know from before With me she a whole 'nother hoe Tryna tell you that's my b**h Ya that's my b**h [Verse 1: A-Wax] If you were my b**h You'd be curving all the lames Even if you heard a couple things Bout me being with a side b**h You woulda wanna heal the pain [?] or deserve it all the same Put your pride to the side b**h Doesn't matter who's to blame Luckily you ain't meet me using caine Mighta been a homicide b**h You would have to clean the stains Help me with the body I'm insane I'ma take it on a ride b**h Bend a couple corners with the corpse Wake up in the morning no remorse I can't wait to hear you moaning in that voice Smoking backwood blunts with a kinda [?] I be caught up in the moment when it's moist Think about it rolling in the porsche Buckle up and hold on to the doors If we see the ops I'ma have us blowing like a torch Hit him and his homie on the porch Have you in the drop with the drops making drops All that financial stress we can make it all stop This can be the way I rock, put em in a pine box If somebody turn rat and decide to call cops If you were my b**h you'd be used to riding round In a 100 odd whips with 100 odd pounds While I'm toting big guns with 100 large rounds Because all my hitters bout 100 large round And I'm really from the streets Really from the East Me and you together girl really we could eat Pushin' off blow quarter milli in a week We'd be plotting off the next go k**ing on the beach If only you were mine Wouldn't have to be with the homies on the streets getting money all the time If I show you how to grind Would you do it with me or just want to be at home feeling lonely all the time [Hook: Vidal Garcia] If you was my b**h You wouldn't be sitting there at home now feeling like a hostage Wouldn't be sitting alone give me something I could ride with And I wouldn't even be a little mad if you turn up on my side b**h Pull up with you in the co*kpit They ain't gotta know it's my sh** I blaze up she rolls all the dro She waits til I open the door Don't care who she know from before With me she a whole 'nother hoe Tryna tell you that's my b**h Ya that's my b**h [Verse 2: A-Wax] Bet if you were mine You wouldn't have to be bad only that I'd have to [?] all the time Cops getting at you every corner that you turn But you wouldn't stop long enough to give him one a time Guess if you were mine b**h you aughta be Take you out the slums show you sh** you aught to see As long as you can get it with a pistol on the seat Put it in your purse when people wanna creep If it's just an enemy lift him off his feet Trippin' off the money, money trippin' off of beef I just made some money off a pigeon, hella keys We ain't doing nothing if the b**h is not a freak When she with you she wanna see another movie When it's me I put the p**y with a finger in the booty When she with you she be thinkin' [?] When it's me she do the dishes while I'm cleaning up her uzi If that's my b**h put your head under the dirt fool Like a motherf**in' ostrich Tell you that I got this Let 'em say another word to her Bullet hit 'em like a dropkick Pull up on the block with Bunch of guns for the watches Tell them pick one like a locksmith On some get the ops sh** Ya'll ain't' even got no bodies Far as I know I ain't [?] sh** [Hook: Vidal Garcia] If you was my b**h You wouldn't be sitting there at home now feeling like a hostage Wouldn't be sitting alone give me something I could ride with And I wouldn't even be a little mad if you turn up on my side b**h Pull up with you in the co*kpit They ain't gotta know it's my sh** I blaze up she rolls all the dro She waits til I open the door Don't care who she know from before With me she a whole 'nother hoe Tryna tell you that's my b**h Ya that's my b**h If you was my b**h You wouldn't be sitting there at home now feeling like a hostage Wouldn't be sitting alone give me something I could ride with And I wouldn't even be a little mad if you turn up on my side b**h Pull up with you in the co*kpit They ain't gotta know it's my sh** I blaze up she rolls all the dro She waits til I open the door Don't care who she know from before With me she a whole 'nother hoe Tryna tell you that's my b**h Ya that's my b**h [Bridge: A-Wax] If you were my b**h you'd be used to riding round In a 100 odd whips with 100 odd pounds While I'm toting big guns with 100 large rounds Because all my hitters about 100 large now If you were my b**h you'd be used to riding round In a 100 odd whips with 100 odd pounds While I'm toting big guns with 100 large rounds Because all my hitters about 100 large now [Outro: Vidal Garcia] Tryna tell you that's my b**h