Bitch Out - Elliphant, Michel Dida

Let’s make another random track na

Zip it

Yeah yeah

Yeah I come around look dope

Yeah you come around look broke

Man I make them scream out loud

And they throw their hands out

You don’t move shit you should get your ass out

Get your ass out (x3)

You don’t move shit you should get your ass out

Home delivery pussy pills pizza

Stop shame me name not a blazer

You a loser, home boy

I tell it to your face, come on

You a loser, I tell you straight up

You a loser, I tell it to your face, you a loser

You a loser, you ain’t even got clout, word of mouth

Imma go ahead and tell it to your face, you a loser

Yo (oh oh)

Pale (alright alright)

Get (aha)

Out (out)

Yo (oh oh)

Bitch (alright alright)

Get (aha)

Out (out)

Get your ass out

(Get get get) get your ass out (x3)

You don’t move shit you should get your ass out

Get your ass out

(Get get get) get your ass out (x2)

You don’t move shit you should get your ass out

[Verse 3: Elliphant & Dida

Blow the dust off

That old dick in

Cut your toe nails

So your feet fit

In them sneakers

Better hurry up

Cuz they set that tonights gon' be murder

Put your glass up

Throw your hands up

It’s going down now

You can ask us

Why you sit down

Get your ass up

Spill a shot of the jack

Yeah

Goldbrick on her arm like a bruiser

He a scrub, he a stoop, he a Goofer

I don’t really understand what you do

But I do know this homeboy, you a loser