Bobby Bitch (Remix)

[Intro: Bobby Shmurda] (Girl, he got shmoney) Bobby bitch, make that body flip You know I don't know karate, bitch We droppin' bodies, bitch They say shootin' is my hobby, bitch And I'm a problem, kid Slide up on him with revolvers I ain't with that arguing [Verse 1: Bobby Shmurda & **Rowdy Rebel**] You don't know they call me Bobby bitch, oh yeah... I'm that Rowdy, let's go get a nigga **Pull up on that block and get to switching niggas** Hollow tips, extended clip a nigga Cuz GS9, we some different niggas And free my broadies out of prison nigga **I would say all their names, but that's a lesson niggas** Another day, another mission nigga **A Tom Cruise just caught another victim nigga 30 on my clip and then my Nina stuffed in curry If I roll with my gun squad tell 5' 0 mention my shit curry And we get it right there, right there, we get it right there, going up that .30 I told him get it right, get it right, better get it right, didn't knew you dirty We savage (?) My niggas, they locked up Now all types of problem Nigga, that's a no no Cuz I let Bobby go go I let Monte go go And I tell Jodye go go And shouts out that 44 I'm with Shmoney gutta Look at my recliner He say he got two freestyles like me and my lil lingo Ask them if they ready Take 'em to the telly I'm a big belly road boy, that's around my belly** [Hook: Bobby Shmurda] Bobby bitch [Verse 2: Rich The Kid] Young rich nigga walking with shmoney Fuck 12, got a AK on me They tell 'em like yo little chain, look at my chain, my niggas like double in chain dang I was 9, I was walking with the 9 They found them bodies bitch Maserati coupe with a thottie bitch Free GS9, free Bobby bitch My bitch, she all about shmoney Regulars ain't talking no money Still working but I'm already rich Why that ho keep looking at wrist? She just wanna fuck cuz I'm famous Don't fuck with the people in the kitchen, no cases They see me, I'm changing locations Young nigga, I trap out of Vegas [Bridge: Bobby Shmurda] Bobby bitch, make that body flip You know I don't know karate, bitch We droppin' bodies, bitch They say shootin' is my hobby, bitch And I'm a problem, kid Slide up on him with revolvers I ain't with that arguing You don't know they call me Bobby bitch [Hook]