Blueface - House Arrest Lyrics

Hey (Scum, you finessed this one)
Hey, hey (Callate, Mike Crook)
Yeah, aight
Hey, hey
I got two lil' monkeys, jumpin' in the bed (in the bed)
One fell off and bumped a bitch head (hey)
Dick so good, make a bitch special ed (uh)
I can tell this bitch a lie, she's gonna believe it (you)
The realest nigga alive, 'fore niggas stop breathin'
Bitch, apple pie is all that I'm eatin'
I don't got a handout, bitch, better hold this scene
Still fuckin' you know who, we sneakin' and geekin' (shh)
She gon' leave you, 'fore she leave this meetin' (bye)
I can get this bitch a car, she still ain't leavin' (bitch)
Stop playing dumb, you know that I'm cheatin' (stop playin')
If she ever left me, it was only for the weekend (stop playin')
She came back Monday, she back in the deep end (back in the deep end)
That better be squirt, you better not be peein'
My white bitch a Viking, she European (aight)
I got a Russian bitch, she's ready to rush a bitch
I'm on house arrest, I'm ready to cuff a bitch (wow)
She thinks she enough, can't get enough of it
Bitch, I'm stand-up man, can't stand up to this
Every bitch I fuck with, bro say, "You lucky, sis"
I got two lil' monkeys, jumpin' in the bed (in the bed)
One fell off and bumped a bitch head (hey)
Dick so good, make a bitch special ed (uh)
I can tell this bitch a lie, she's gonna believe it (you)
The realest nigga alive, 'fore niggas stop breathin'
Bitch, apple pie is all that I'm eatin'
I don't got a handout, bitch, better hold this scene
Still fuckin' you know who, we sneakin' and geekin' (shh)
The DNA results just came in (results)
I'm a 1 percent or 99 percent hen?
Bitch, I'm the prize
Realize with your real eyes
Keep an eye on your bitch, nigga, not I
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, bitch, high-five (high-five)
You can still be a bitch with a hundred M's
If you wanna argue 'bout a bitch, then you one of them (aight)
Keep wolfin' guaranteed to be your day soon
Back to back cases, bitch, I'm fresh up out the day room (out the day room)
I'm in the enemies, lookin' for dead beats
Bad shit, many nigga thought he bled me
Talkin' nuts on that live, now he deadmeat
I got two lil' monkeys, jumpin' in the bed (in the bed)
One fell off and bumped a bitch head (hey)
Dick so good, make a bitch special ed (uh)
I can tell this bitch a lie, she's gonna believe it (you)
The realest nigga alive, 'fore niggas stop breathin'
Bitch, apple pie is all that I'm eatin'
I don't got a handout, bitch, better hold this scene
Still fuckin' you know who, we sneakin' and geekin' (shh)