Ayesha Erotica - Bums lyrics

Pills in my pocket, finna go to work
His rack, chillin' like I'm Lil' Durk
Then I hit Atlanta with my best friend
Back to LA when the summer end
Fuck yo set, I'm going in
"Shawty, sip lean?" It's my only friend
You niggas don't know nothing
'bout a Louis case
"Don't cause a scene", oh
I'm finna catch a case
Bye bitch, you ain't got no guap bitch
Turnin' chicks up on me, like
You really need to stop, bitch
I'm on top, bitch, teach you how to WOP
Bitch
Tip slide off, so you know it's finna pop
Bitch lady murder team, Campanella Park
I'm a hoodrat, stealin' thugs hearts
Traphouse sex on a my money grow, rogaine

I'm from Bompton, Cali
Where it's always summer
Drugs for a no hummer
You bitches need to sit down, take a number
You ain't got none? You bitches bum

You ain't got none? You bitchеs bum
You ain't got none? You bitches bum
You ain't got none? You bitchеs bum
You ain't got none? You bitches bum