[Verse 1: Ms. Loko & Evil Pimp]
Best believe I'm comin' hard
Busta bitch I'll pull yo' car
And I got my ex's body buried deep under my yard
Now you n***as know whatsup, fuckin' with a deadly hoe
Thinkin' Imma marry you, these bullets let you bustas know
Grab the Glock and put it to you, that's how I said a n***a went through
Ain't no papers for divorce 'cause bitches can be gangstas too
Watch me bust 'em bitches dead, lay the monkey hoes to rest
Try to cross my pimpin' must be trippin' 'cause you can't test
It is over 'fore it started leavin' the trails of the [?] departed
Signs of bodies draggin' through the snow 'cause I hit my target
Ain't no kindness to my thang only evil in my brain
Fuck you n***as and yo' gang 'cause devil shit is what we claim
Don't care if you deaf or dumb and why you still don't kiss this 9
Catch up with yo' motherfuckin' kind or get left behind
It's Ms. Loko yeah I'm gonna ya'll bitch ass n***as know
Us females can be gangstas too
North Memphis bound hoe

[Chorus]
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my- Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my- Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
[Verse 2: Ms. Loko]
Comin' out the wood work, tight jeans, cute shirt
But I'm still a murderous bitch
Layin' bustas in the dirt
That's the way it's gon' be, that's the way it always was
Grab the uzi cock it back and spray the lemons like some bugs
[?] scope 'em with the loaded rooga
Stick a barrel in yo' pipe and smoke you like a [?]
Never should've fucked with me, now yo' label D-E-D
North Memphis where I've been always hoes and R-I-P
Thought that I would let you know
You're a victim of this hoe
Keep my eye balls red as hell and keep my lungs [?] from the blow
Street down [?] busta clowns
When you got some anna on yo' mind I'll put you underground
Thinkin' I'mma marry you but busta I'm like hell naw
Thinkin' you gon' wife me up but n***a I'm like hell naw
Bitches can be gangstas too
I'm a widow make a fool
Cut my boyfriends nuts off, stuff 'em in his mouth, said went through

[Chorus]
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my- Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my- Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Bitches can be gangstas too
Bitches can put bullets in you
Chop my- Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Chop my- Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through
Chop my- Chop my boyfriend nuts off, I'll stuff 'em in his mouth, said n***a went through