LP Rambo - Getting Even/My Bitches Cheatin lyrics

Don't even talk to me
We two different demons
All my bitches say they love
Me all my bitches cheating
I ain't tripping though cause you
Know I been getting even
That mean I'm outside bout to
Flex on different people
If I'm out for you suggest you
Try to get a deacon
I can't trust a soul these
Niggas on a different evil
She say why no love and I
Suggest you give a reason me? Love a thot? I
Call that committing treason

I got different flows, fucking different hoes
They don't fuck with you
Cause LP the original moving on the streets
Smart brains is critical
Cause you'll be getting blowed
Disobey a principal
Always seen, as the bad guy, I am
All this bling I'm looking like
A flashlight my manz
Heard you snitched can't even give
You advice my manz
Want Young Six to hit her from the backside
I can damn, I keep getting better
I'm so fucking froze that niggas
Think it is the weather
You a rat so I wonder
What you'd do for cheddar
How bout we shoot you down before
You snitch that's even better
Was gonna say you swagged out
But I look even better
She wet so is my neck so it's even wetter
I wear red I'm no blood boy I'm even redder
She nag until I go deaf
I can't even hear her

Don't even talk to me
We two different demons
All my bitches say they love
Me all my bitches cheating
I ain't tripping though cause you
Know I been getting even
That mean I'm outside bout to
Flex on different people
If I'm out for you suggest you
Try to get a deacon
I can't trust a soul these
Niggas on a different evil
She say why no love and I
Suggest you give a reason me? Love a thot? I
Call that committing treason

Money going up and it's good life is good
Try to rob if you could boy
I really wish you would
Cause this 30 get you good
It's gone get you how you should be
How you older niggas getting passed
Up by a rookie got a lot of chips on
My shoulder that's a cookie hearing me now
Have you wondering what I could be
Me pass you
Have you wondering where you should be
You the type to yell and shit
To have some niggas looking
Aye, real pussy nigga
You need to step out and get real pussy nigga
Pistol whack his head he got
A real nookie nigga
I'm on probation they tryna
Foreal book me nigga
It's Okay, I'm gone get right
That look fu? What your wrist like?
Got my tool, what your grip like?
You gone die, if you try me this night

Don't even talk to me
We two different demons
All my bitches say they love
Me all my bitches cheating
I ain't tripping though cause you
Know I been getting even
That mean I'm outside bout to
Flex on different people
If I'm out for you suggest you
Try to get a deacon
I can't trust a soul these
Niggas on a different evil
She say why no love and I
Suggest you give a reason me? Love a thot? I
Call that committing treason