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Sally Sossa - Treason Lyrics

Treason Lyrics[Chorus]
What you mean?
Baddest lil' bitch when I step on the scene
Iced out my neck and my wrist and my rings
He wanna fuck with me, better keep dreamin’
Pussy like dope, these niggas be fiendin'
Put my foot on the dash and pull off in a Demon
The opps keep talkin', but my chopper singin’
Bae, I'm the table, so what are you bringin'?
Been poppin' shit and I don't need a reason
Richard Millie in the summer, I'm freezin'
Feed the fam and the gang, we all eatin'
Just bought a house on the beach when the breeze in
Gotta keep a brand-new vibe every season
I ain’t stuntin’ no ho, kick 'em out by the weekend
Better hit the road, jack, I ain’t mad if you leavin'
Block a motherfucker quick, ain't no point in you speakin'
Fake bitches switchin’ sides, man, that shit treason

[Verse 1]
Shinin' like the stars on the roof of the Wraith
Better play with your bitch 'cause you know it ain't safe
He said I'm a snack with a Coke-bottle shape
Still waitin' in that line like the rest for a taste
Natural finesser, they can't duplicate
Real-deal swiper, just bring me a Chase
Been a road runner, gettin' loads every day
Youngin turned bad bitch, havin' my way
Took a flight from the Bay just to land in the A
Bookin' shows back to back, gettin' straight to the pay
Gotta move like a boss when your name hold weight
Early bird get the worm, if you play, then you lay

[Bridge]
Mm, what you waitin' for?
Mm, what you waitin' for?
Mm, you know the world is yours
Mm, you know the world is yours
Mm, what you waitin' for? The world is yours

[Chorus]
What you mean?
Baddest lil' bitch when I step on the scene
Iced out my neck and my wrist and my rings
He wanna fuck with me, better keep dreamin'
Pussy like dope, these niggas be fiendin'
Put my foot on the dash and pull off in a Demon
The opps keep talkin', but my chopper singin'
Bae, I'm the table, so what are you bringin'?
Been poppin' shit and I don't need a reason
Richard Millie in the summer, I'm freezin'
Feed the fam and the gang, we all eatin'
Just bought a house on the beach when the breeze in
Gotta keep a brand-new vibe every season
I ain't stuntin' no ho, kick 'em out by the weekend
Better hit the road, jack, I ain't mad if you leavin'
Block a motherfucker quick, ain't no point in you speakin'
Fake bitches switchin' sides, man, that shit treason

[Verse 2]
If I up on a bitch, I won't miss her
The Glock got a silencer on it, no whisper
They gon' swear that you fake when you make it
You tell 'em no once, now the whole world against you
Grew up punchin' on niggas, this shit really wicked
Meanwhile, you was fightin' your sister
I got partners in jail doin' time in the cell
Every day, really fightin' that system
Been stabbed in the back, reason why I don't vent
Pockets real fat, that shit look like a dent
I ran out of fucks, I don't know where they went
Left a nigga in the woods, lift him up like a tent
Half a brick on my wrist, quarter-mil' what I spent
Told that nigga I'm straight on him, that's what I meant
Tryna fuck with a boss, baby, what's your intent?
Better give me your all, need a hundred percent

[Chorus]
What you mean?
Baddest lil' bitch when I step on the scene
Iced out my neck and my wrist and my rings
He wanna fuck with me, better keep dreamin'
Pussy like dope, these niggas be fiendin'
Put my foot on the dash and pull off in a Demon
The opps keep talkin', but my chopper singin'
Bae, I'm the table, so what are you bringin'?
Been poppin' shit and I don't need a reason
Richard Millie in the summer, I'm freezin'
Feed the fam and the gang, we all eatin'
Just bought a house on the beach when the breeze in
Gotta keep a brand-new vibe every season
I ain't stuntin' no ho, kick 'em out by the weekend
Better hit the road, jack, I ain't mad if you leavin'
Block a motherfucker quick, ain't no point in you speakin'
Fake bitches switchin' sides, man, that shit treason