Chris Brown X Tyga ☆ Bitches N Marijuana – Chris Brown X Tyga feat. ScHoolboy Q

You can tell by the way
I walk that I got ’em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move
that you a problem
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches n marijuana
I got ’em I got ’em
Ooh she bad she don’t do it for free
I got em I got em
Got bitches n marijuana
T ballin’ globetrotter
Got a bunch of pre rolls
and a gold lighter
Think you on fire
You gon’ need more fire
I tell her that’s all you get
like Street Fighter
Nah walk with me talk to me
That body cold chess game
like a pawn to me
She wanna ride with me
kick it and vibe with me
I got that long clip fall asleep
to the movie
Motherfuckin’ goonies
Cartier rubies
Coupe no top
yeah I took off the Kufi
I’m high I’m woozie
D’usse I’m doosing
I might just be right
with my bitch in Jacuzzi
Right nigga gettin’ right nigga
I’ma knock that pussy out
fight night nigga
I’mma light it up pass it
to the right nigga
Our bitches at the crib
don’t invite niggas
You can tell by the way
I walk that I got ’em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches n marijuana
I can tell by the way
you move that you a problem
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches n marijuana
I got ’em I got ’em
Ooh she bad
she don’t do it for free
I got em I got em
Got bitches n marijuana
Pull up got the fat sack
With some clean motherfuckers
no hood rats
Yeah we suited and booted
you know your bitch
’bout to toot it
She want love from a nigga
that’s a heart attack Yack
Loud pack give me all of that
Don’t be sending naked pics
cause my phone tapped
Black Mas duffel bag
and a hundred racks
I don’t snitch but I could show you
where the money at me nigga
It’s right here
Got girls and they all on
my lap they with me nigga
Hell yeah
You see the Lambo parked
in the trap that’s me nigga
I own it while you living
on a lease nigga
I’m known to keep my bitches
on a leash nigga
I smoke it by the pound
what you talking ’bout
I dick your bitch down
then I walk it out
You can tell by the way
I walk that I got ’em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches n marijuana
I can tell by the way you move
that you a problem
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches n marijuana
I got ’em I got ’em
Ooh she bad she
don’t do it for free
I got em I got em
Got bitches n marijuana
Grimy nigga way too groovy
for the Grammys
Overseas collecting panties
poppin’ Xanies
Young nigga hundred
grand for the gram hot damn
Hit the curb with the
Benz swerve
Rollie do no ticky do the blingy
I spending hundreds all the fifties
Word around the city
I’m that nigg y
But this month I made a milli
Another month another
milli man that shit
be gettin’ silly
Man bitch you looking silly
Why you broke go get a check
And when you fly who need a jet
She wanna move out to the west
She want them diamonds
on her neck
And palm trees in the yard
wanna be’s with a star
And get the keys to the car huh
And wanna lick
on every scar huh
My money good shit
we buying off
the bar right now right now
Who got the weed
right now right now
You can tell by the way
I walk that I got ’em
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches n marijuana
I can tell by the way
you move that you a problem
Bail any girl that I wanna
Got bitches n marijuana
I got ’em I got ’em
Ooh she bad
she don’t do it for free
I got em I got em
Got bitches n marijuana