LYRICS

HOOK
I won't fight the feeling.
I been
Meaning to leave on repeat 
Cuz
We might crash the scene
We're rocking
Please don't kill my vibe, bitch please

VERSE
Peep my getaway, (ugh) 
Nigga I'm popping
Don't need a layaway, (ugh) 
Bounce on heavyweight, (yeah) 
Flip, my shit
I get my frito-lay, (huh) 
Bitch don't play a game, (ugh) 
Tic, tac, toe
Ima eat yo dinner plate, (yeah, yeah) 
Cuz I'm in, your face, (ugh) 
Close your eyes 
and hope for a better day, (bitch, huh) 

I been popping too
Run my cheque, I'm an opportunist
Don't acting new 
Sun gon set , I'm an aftetnoonist
Better make a move 
Reap a soul, I'm a grim Anubis
Man I thought you knew 
Please shut up cuz I'm telling you that

HOOK
I won't fight the feeling.
I been
Meaning to leave on repeat 
Cuz
We might crash the scene
We're rocking
Please don't kill my vibe, bitch please

BITCH PLEASE Prod. By Baitumetse Manong

An extraordinary experience of music played on different hypothetical radio stations. This playlist is fit for any situation.

6. Touch

5. Coping Ft. Huey

4. Colder Feats

3. Stay Back Ft. Mike Supreme

2.Mind Games

1. Po' Sum

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