Gangsta Bitch

[Hook](x2) You ain't never hear me snitch I live the code of the street, I'm a gangster bitch I hold my own, I hold my own Hold my own, I hold my own [Verse 1] I like my beat down low Top back in my whip I got my hate up lockers on just to puff in my pip The truth is we selling me or Remy, you that bitch And I be high I roll the windows down like yeah, yeah I know that shit Only fuck with gangster niggas cause I'm a gangster bitch And Remy Ma is straight cash, you gotta check your shit You pussy I get you robbed, even though I'm rich I'm disrespectful, tell your mom yous' a son of a bitch I'm a international hustler, if you want it I got it I'm talking import, export, my passport is poppin' But I'm cautious of who's coppin' Cause I don't mean that pretty bitches is fallin' when I be sayin' [?] is, drop it Nigga [Hook](x2) [Verse 2] I do my dirt all by my [?], why you bastards hatin' I hold my own like I'm masturbatin' And no, I don't have a statement, no I'm not signing my name on no [?] No accusations or allegations, no I can't help with the applications, no I don't have any information And y'all can label me as uncooperative Rats in the garden and the apple is rottin' See the avenues is listening, the streets is watchin' But I live by the code and I'mma die by the code And can't nobody say that Remy ever told me nothin' [Hook](x2) [Bridge] Where my niggas at? Roll on a nigga cause he told on you nigga Put your motherfuckin' guns in the air Yeah and if you'll split, you a nigga cause he snitched on you nigga Put your motherfuckin' guns in the air Yeah and if you stab, you a nigga, cause he [?] on you nigga Put your motherfuckin' guns in the air Yeah and if you kill, you a nigga, cause he squealed on you nigga Put your motherfuckin' guns in the air I'm a gangster bitch [Hook](x2)