Critic Hoe
(Verse)
Can't talk to a nigga like me
Not like me, no, life ain't free
So I thug free for that green OD
Ok, I like leaf, I believe you deep
Base not call, who the fuck at the door?
Savior with a bitch and a bank roll
? where I hang my coat
Hoes aside, treat me like the host
They gon' lie but I ride at the Calvin Klein
These cats, they ain't touch it
They ain't nothin', I know these hoes
They be frontin', flex and robbin' the gag
The realest in the business, can't ? my business
Work all night like a muthafuckin' bread man
Work until I earn a lil right, earn this beverage
All fucked up, I'm rough around the edges
(Hook)
Why ya talkin'? You ain't know
You ain't know what I'm about
CRITIC HOE, CRITIC HOE
God can't judge me, you can tho
Why ya talkin'? You ain't know
You ain't know what I'm about
CRITIC HOE, CRITIC HOE
God can't judge me, you can tho
CRITIC HOE, CRITIC HOE
CRITIC HOE, CRITIC HOE
(Verse 2)
Under covers with lovers
Don't blow my spot up, my brother
They came for warmth and got high
I came for war in her thighs
Lay low, so I'm cuttin' all ties
[...]
(Hook)
Why ya talkin'? You ain't know
You ain't know what I'm about
CRITIC HOE, CRITIC HOE
God can't judge me, you can tho
Why ya talkin'? You ain't know
You ain't know what I'm about
CRITIC HOE, CRITIC HOE
God can't judge me, you can tho
CRITIC HOE, CRITIC HOE
CRITIC HOE, CRITIC HOE