Young Thug - Keep It Leave (Little Bitty b**h) lyrics

[Hook] I became a rich n***a You became a b**h n***a Pull up, pull up and get hit n***a Hey, 300 Thugga with the sh**s n***a But I ain't even born for this I keep it stored so don't come for this I press for tax like I'm thumbing sh** I bought an Audi for my mom and sh** [Verse 1] Hey, she want me to stay and come in it Hey, me and Metro makin' it dumb as sh** Hey, both of our wrists costin' a ton of bricks Hey, we trampoline n***a, jumpin' sh** Hey, we sip codeine, n***a, leanin' it Hoes, they want us bad, yeah, we fien'ing cliques Ha, got choppa boys, n***a, mean in it Don't say nun' tuff if you not meanin' it My dick a window, b**hes lean in it I play for keeps but i'm not keeping it I got her pregnant and she keep it I f**ed her friend and now she heated She put it down so it's a secret Tell them strippin' b**hes don't miss your blessin' (Metro) I swear to god bro, I would k** for ya (Metro) I swear get higher than a lift for ya (Metro..) I cook that white like Britney Spears for ya I pop his bubble like a beer for ya Your birthday turn to a leader bring them cheers for ya Everybody that you can't stand, I get a chair for ya I swear to god, I cry a tear for ya I'mma pull up wit' bald p**y, yeah, Nair for ya And she don't want nothin but a check Everything you steal I'mma clear for ya s** that dick til you get a broke neck I'm the real black Kimbo, all my foes said Buy her YSL and now she loaded I'm a real pro, n***a, no test Hey, I'm focused in a Focus [Hook] I became a rich n***a You became a b**h n***a Pull up, pull up and get hit n***a Hey, 300 Thugga with the sh**s n***a But I ain't even born for this I keep it stored so don't come for this I press for tax like I'm thumbing sh** I bought an Audi for my mom and sh** [Verse 2] I'm a man, you a lil bitty boy Don't look at my pants, every one em' worth a buck You look in the sky, b**h, I'm one of those stars Took a look back, yeah, all of them my boys 20 Escalades and ain't none of them cost 20 Ace of Spades got me lookin' like the bar I don't wanna play unless I'ma do a bar Ridin' with my blood, they Piru, oh boy When I see yo' b**h I say "I wanna take a pic wit' cha" n***a rich, talk a whole lotta sh** so I had to name my son Richard But I might pull a b**h swaggin' like a pop-star No J but I'm a rock-star First plug was a rasta ‘Foreign, Juuged up on a brand new Maserati Pulled up to Follies with a b**h she a hottie I'm the real Cash Out you other n***as stop it f** around with kiesha i got birds i'm with keke, Ya dig? First off you can't see me so how could you be me? i diggggggggggg Ya dig? cop a new coupe and pull up on ya kid (skrttttttttttttt) Ya dig? how you know metro thuggin' in yo b**h, i dig One ring, don't answer, bye b**h Arrogant son of a b**h Church flow, son of a witch [Hook] I became a rich n***a You became a b**h n***a Pull up, pull up and get hit n***a Hey, 300 Thugga with the sh**s n***a But I ain't even born for this I keep it stored so don't come for this I press for tax like I'm thumbing sh** I bought an Audi for my mom and sh** [Verse 3] Bad b**hes want me to stay and coming in it Hey! me and metro making her dumb and sh** Hey! both of our wrists costin cost a ton of bricks Hey, we trampoline n***a jumping and sh** Hey, we sip codeine n***a leaning it Hoes, they want us bad yeah we fiening cliques HA, got choppas boy n***a mean in it Hey, don't say nothin' tough if you're not meaning it My dick a window b**hes leaning it I play for keeper but i'm not keeping it I got her pregnant and she keep it I f**ed her friend and now she heated She put it down so it's a secret Tell them strippin' b**hes “dont miss your blessing”