Mz.Gettoff - Rip Hamilton (feat. Ametria Peridot)

F*ck chase I just put 30 in my mattress (Inputs 30 in my mattress)
Slide down on a b*tch with that ratchet (With that ratchet)
Put a whole in yo p*ssy a** like a disc (Like a disc)
Shooting with mask on, b*tch I’m rip (Rip)
Sis a chase you down with that b*tch heaux don’t slip (Bihh you bet not slip)
If it ain’t a passport, I don’t trip
Aye, I talk a lotta sh*t but I can bag it up (I can bag it up)
He got a Rollie and a hooptie it ain’t adding up
He like ooh lil bihh where you bum from (Where you bum from)
Always keep a loaf on me, yeah I know something (Know something)
Talk crazy it’s gon be a cold case, busting all on your muthaf*ckin baby daddy face (Oooooh)
Strapped up tell that n*gga get at me
Tough love on a bihh, no these n*ggas won’t trap me (Tuh)
Bihh quit calling you keep fucking up my count
Ran down on a bihh talking crazy for the clout (Tuh)
Real boss bihh yeah I got it out the mudd
You think that bihh out yo league that bihh catching the bus
You think he stingy with the pack that n*gga broke as f*ck
Yeah y’all think y’all gettin off y’all ain’t doing enough
Had to keep starting over countin, on some hot sh*t
If that bihh looking popped she ain’t in my click (She ain’t in my click)
And you spent if you gon f*ck me at moms sh*t (Moms shit)
If you ain’t got no cheese you leaving with dry d*ck (Period)
F*ck chase I just put 30 in my mattress (Inputs 30 in my mattress)
Slide down on a b*tch with that ratchet (With that ratchet)
Put a whole in yo p*ssy a** like a disc (Like a disc)
Shooting with mask on, b*tch I’m rip (Rip)
Sis a chase you down with that b*tch heaux don’t slip (Bihh you bet not slip)
If it ain’t a passport, I don’t trip
Aye, I talk a lotta sh*t but I can bag it up (I can bag it up)
He got a Rollie and a hooptie it ain’t adding up
Ima real b*tch I grew up on f block
Heard you b*tches had a problem but I guess not (Course not)
Cant be doing sh*t for free, I wanna check na
All my n*ggas copping ice I guess I’m next huh
N*ggas acting boujee bad, I think they on the low (On the low)
They don’t wanna let me, so imma kick the door
I ain’t f*cking on you sis who you coming for
I’m too busy gettin off I know you peep me though
N*ggas hating on a b*tch they found a new skill
All these b*tches snorting dope n popping blue pills
All this drip on a b*tch, yeah i know u see it
Cardi b on you h*es, burning bitches wigs (Gang gang gang)
I dont beef with these h*es, unless a check coming
I don’t f*ck with these n*ggas, unless they talking money (Gang)
Messy b*tches in yo lane, stay the f*ck from me
And yo feature ain’t shit cause I’m not on it (Get off)
F*ck chase I just put 30 in my mattress (Inputs 30 in my mattress)
Slide down on a b*tch with that ratchet (With that ratchet)
Put a whole in yo p*ssy a** like a disc (Like a disc)
Shooting with mask on, b*tch I’m rip (Rip)
Sis a chase you down with that b*tch heaux don’t slip (Bihh you bet not slip)
If it ain’t a passport, I don’t trip
Aye, I talk a lotta sh*t but I can bag it up (I can bag it up)
He got a Rollie and a hooptie it ain’t adding up
He like ooh lil bihh where you bum from
Always keep a loaf on me, yeah I know something
I talk a lotta sh*t but I can bag it up
He got a Rollie and a hooptie it ain’t adding up
F*ck chase I just put 30 in my mattress
F*ck chase I just put 30 in my mattress
F*ck chase I just put 30 in my mattress

Written by:
Ametria Peridot, David Wesson, Precious Richardson

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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