Young Chop - Can't f** My b**h lyrics

[Intro] You know motherf**ers said I have b**h troubles NO, what the f**?! Ima tell you about the pink flame though You know some people said I have a theory A theory of b**hes You know my b**hes said? Lil B... You're great Somebody told me about the b**hes Somebody told me about the Basedgod! f** it! [Hook] I get the p**y x 4 I get the b**hes x 4 [Verse 1: Lil B] You can't f** my b**h No way, no man 56 b**hes Ima tell you who the f**ing man It gets very tedious My main b**h is greedy She wants to f** me b**h you can't handle me b**hes think I'm Basedgod f**ing b**hes naked b**hes call me Sisqo Ima ugh like Rick Ross I f**ed her in her border b**hes in the charger Ima eat the b**h a** like it's no f**ing tomorrow Ain't sh** to talk about Slangin' with the b**hes out Bro brought the sixes out I'm feelin' like it's Mardi Gras And I'm about to change sh** See me in that new sh** f**in with that old b**h Bring a burner out I'm staying close to the stove I move so smart n***as mad that I'm slow How i'm gonna quit when I never been a snitch I'm on the high horse even my shadow exists b**hes s** dick when I stack more chips I ain't no f*ggot I want the b**h a** OK Basedgod you curse too much I was in Paris bu*t naked with my b**hes I was in Russia I was straight hittin' Too many b**hes I might have a concussion s**ers get mad They swagged up n***as hate on me I don't give a motherf** Basedgod b**h!