Letra Disloyal Bitches - Young Drummer Boy

Disloyal Bitches

Hey my main bitch
She was cheatin' on me
Give me a reason homie
Give a fuck about jail
She lucky that I left the bitch breathing homie (damn)
This bitch is fucking up my appetite
If I got the blower on me
He gon see the after life, aye
See this just the life I chose
Catch a phony slippin'
He gon see the forty four
Yeah I’m heavy with that gang shit
Watch out when I bang shit
When I’m on the block
It got a muthafucka anxious (damn)
See I’m rolling with my team now
If I throw a brick
They gon catch it like a rebound (hey)
I ain’t never been no fake bitch
If I got the choppa
I’m a aim it at your brain shit
Gang, gang gang gang gang
Yeah I got the choppa
Aim it to your brain brain
I ain’t tripping on no bitch
I do my thang thang thang
All I think about is money
That’s my main main main
I ain’t trying to sit up in a cell
My homies doing life
Man that shits a living hell
But if I gotta sit up with my homies
Bitch I’m gon do it
Cause you know I keep it on me
Hey I’m just trying to maintain
Trying to get my money bitch
I’m doing my thang
See all these bitches talking bout me
Saying my name
All you drink ass bitches
Stop playing them games
Gang, gang gang gang gang
Yeah I got the choppa
Aim it to your brain brain
I ain’t tripping on no bitch
I do my thang thang thang
All I think about is money
That’s my main main main