Rich Homie Quan ft. Peewee Longway - No Alibi Lyrics

Bitch been gone all night, she been with me
She ain't gon' have no alibi
Bitch been gone all night, she been with me
She ain't gon' have no alibi

Got a nigga main bitch takin' dick
Got anotha' nigga bitch with the shit
I got anotha' nigga bitch tag a boot
I got anotha' nigga bitch switcharoo
This bitch, with the shit, that's my bitch
Yo bitch, ain't yo bitch, that's my bitch
Take a bitch, flip a bitch, that's my shit
You can't Leave yo bitch around me
I'm hirin'

Hundred bands in my pocket
You can see that I'm loaded
European clothin', tailor made for me only
Alligator giuseppe made for me and me only
Got ya bitch bringing in the bands
Me and me only

Trap spot buggin', it's just me and me only
Same spot doin' numbers
It's just me and my homie when I was broke
Who was there? It was me and me only
She surf around on that meat
Like a piece of bologna
She reach fa' what she wanted
That car you drive you lease for the moment
Every car I drive boy I own it
Every time I'm high you can
Tell that it's on me
Walk by, they smell it on me
Talk like the killas on me
The boss life, I live it, homie
Work for my parents and children only

This bitch, with the shit, that's my bitch
Yo bitch, ain't yo bitch, that's my bitch
Take a bitch, flip a bitch, that's my shit
You can't leave yo bitch around me
I'm hirin'

My swagger too dope I'm walking
I'm a dealer guiseppe
Took a nigga main bitch and
Turned her to Becky
I be the freshest, VV my necklace
European tailor made for me and me only
Yo baby mama so addicted, get yo broke ass on
I front her two bands of strong
Set up shop at yo home
Wrap up the box and it's gone
No signature from me on it
Took yo bitch she wit the shit
She head split's for me only

You ain't have no alibi
I've been gon' for three days
But I can't tell' em why
I've been movin nothing but that
Weight call it exercise
Like telling on your partner gets
You less of time thinking he came for your
Support that nigga testified

I still fuck with the hood
I could run him over
Top drop, in a foreign car
Bitch don't tell me no drop cop in a hotbox
Yea I'm runnin over every nigga
In front of me
Can't duplicate, only one of me
Got a stupid face, made a hundred G's
In two days it ain't take a week
Five Rolexs' wasting time on it
Broke nigga penny pinching
Keep your eyes on him

This bitch, with the shit, that's my bitch
Yo bitch, ain't yo bitch, that's my bitch
Take a bitch, flip bitch, that's my shit
You can't Leave yo bitch around me
I'm hirin'

Juggin' gas bags and Peruvian blocks
Givenchy chinchilla got special made
From a fox
Two hundred bands I had to drop for my top
Only one I got from whippin
Extras up out the pot
She said I'm so I bought a
Yacht to park in the lot
Yea you're bitch a I told that
Ho to fire up the pot 2Pac I got the juice
Hundred and one dalmatians Guiseppes
A hundred a spot

Heat up the pot, feds creepin', sneakin'
And watchin' i'm geekin' on Scotty
Nigga know me and Peewee we bout it
Aye we bout it, aye we bout it
Aye we bout it we bout it we bout it
Tell them niggas we bout
It, tell them niggas, tell them niggas
We bout it, we bout it, we bout
It, we bout it, we bout it, we bout it
Tell them niggas we bout it