Jae Winter - These b**hes lyrics

[Hook: Jae Winter] These b**hes tryna f** These n***as out of luck Think I give a f**? (Nah) These haters better duck My n***as bout that drama They will let them things buck My b**hes wear designer When we tear the club up [Verse 1: Jae Winter] My b**hes wear designer Dolce and Gabbanna She all about her drama She'll make her chopper holla I love that real sh** She throw it back when we f**ing She love going down Like Jacksonville, she used to s**ing My ex hit me up, tryna see if I made it She never snatched a bill cause she know a n***a paid it Whatever these b**hes drinking, buy the whole case These n***as out of luck when I step in the place I'm off that codiene, that xo, that sh** that'll get you f**ed up All the hoes get crazy when a n***a show up Suburb kid living high, yo we never thuggin' YBT, L O S T Angels, we coming Shoot the sky up, blow that smoke real I'm numb to this sh**, I don't know what I feel 20's, 50's, 100's, b**h you know we cashing He not bout that life, catch that man up in traffic, n***a [Hook: Jae Winter] These b**hes tryna f** These n***as out of luck Think I give a f**? (Nah) These haters better duck My n***as bout that drama They will let them things buck My b**hes wear designer When we tear the club up [Bridge: Jae Winter] Could give a f** abou these n***as I ain't even trippin Give a f** about these n***as I'm all for my b**hes Give a f** about these n***as sh** I ain't even listening Give a f** about these n***as Lost Angels in the building Wa**up [Verse 2: 500 Ty] All I want, a bad b**h that wanna f** She can bring a friend, she can s** me up Got bottles on deck, now tear the club up (turn up) That 40 Cali shut the whole club up All my bad b**hes wear designer And now your girlfriend wanna holler Said she like how I throw them dollars I told her, get her a** up on the pole and shake it I'll take her home, then ima dick her down AK-47, that p**y, make her bust some rounds That 40 Glock, on that SK If you want drama, we ready to plau Cause we ain't worried bout no fake a** n***as Bad b**hes on the way, we gonna count up figures And we beasting on this track f** a n***a, yeah we coming back With that heat, b**h [Hook: Jae Winter] These b**hes tryna f** These n***as out of luck Think I give a f**? (Nah) These haters better duck My n***as bout that drama They will let them things buck My b**hes wear designer When we tear the club up