Disloyal Bitches - Young Drummer Boy

Hey my main bitch

She was cheatin' on me

Give me a reason homie

Give a fuck about jail

She lucky that I left the bitch breathing homie (damn)

This bitch is fucking up my appetite

If I got the blower on me

He gon see the after life, aye

See this just the life I chose

Catch a phony slippin'

He gon see the forty four

Yeah I’m heavy with that gang shit

Watch out when I bang shit

When I’m on the block

It got a muthafucka anxious (damn)

See I’m rolling with my team now

If I throw a brick

They gon catch it like a rebound (hey)

I ain’t never been no fake bitch

If I got the choppa

I’m a aim it at your brain shit

Gang, gang gang gang gang

Yeah I got the choppa

Aim it to your brain brain

I ain’t tripping on no bitch

I do my thang thang thang

All I think about is money

That’s my main main main

I ain’t trying to sit up in a cell

My homies doing life

Man that shits a living hell

But if I gotta sit up with my homies

Bitch I’m gon do it

Cause you know I keep it on me

Hey I’m just trying to maintain

Trying to get my money bitch

I’m doing my thang

See all these bitches talking bout me

Saying my name

All you drink ass bitches

Stop playing them games

Gang, gang gang gang gang

Yeah I got the choppa

Aim it to your brain brain

I ain’t tripping on no bitch

I do my thang thang thang

All I think about is money

That’s my main main main