Lil B - Gayle King

I still got bitches, I can't believe it
I know the BasedGod, I'm so conceded
Yeah man, you know I'm sayin'
Look in the mirror, man

I still got bitches, I can't believe it
I know the BasedGod, I'm so conceded (Huh?)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, we on
That, we on that, let's get it
I got a lotta bitches, who gives a fuck?
I still got hoes and I'm steady comin' up
Ridin' 'round town with these hoes on my dick
I never, I never save a bitch
Young BasedGod strappin' from the six (Huh)
Look up in the mirror, that's a pretty bitch
I'm still up in the trap
(Trap) , bitches on my back
Why would I respect a rat?
I got too many hoes for that
I put all the bitches on my back
We got too much money in the trap
Bitch come spend a sack
I had to put Albany on my back
I'm in El Cerrito selling packs
Who that bitch selling crack?
I'm spendin' money in the trap (Trap)

Come and get a bag bitch, come and get a sack
Got that hard ball and it look like crack
Go to Beverly Hills, came back to the trap
Call me Gayle King I got
Them birds on my back (Vrr)
Come and get a bag bitch, come and get a sack
Got that hard ball and it look like crack
Go to Beverly Hills, came back to the trap
Call me Gayle King I got
Them birds on my back (Vrr)

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