[Intro]
Grrah
Grrah, grrah, like
Top two and I'm not two, bitch
Kenzo B
All I'ma say is: this my last time responding to you bum-ass bitches (Nah, for real)
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[Verse 1]
Stop the act for the 'net, all y'all bitches ain't what y'all be claiming to be
Y'all bitches know I was made for the streets
Them lil' bitches gon' die, I like spinning on feet
That bitch a lil' body, I'll put her to sleep
I don't need a knocker, bet her ass getting beat (On bro)
Got the scalp, when I see her, I hope she got energy, I'm tryna fix up her teeth, like
Fuck is wrong? I'm tryna link up in person, but these bitches love writing songs (Get out the booth)
I'm like, "Fuck it, let's do it"
Hope they know shit get deeper then music
But how they gon' keep confusing a bitch talking facts with a cappin' lil' bitch who just rap? (Come outside)
And when bitches run into me, bet them bitches ain't on shit, tell lil' Shani put it on her tat'
When she see me, she throwin' that shit (She not)
Bitches be flashing the knocks for the vid and that's how I could tell they ain't blowing that shit
So it's over, that bitch ain't tough she was only a holster
Don't even wanna boom her, but she talking too hot, so I can't promise that I won't poke her
And I could speak on the dead, but I don't wanna smoke on her mans 'cause the way he went out, he a floater (Dummy)
Show me you ku, when you see me, you know what to do
You can't speak on no nigga who love me to death
You just chattin' 'bout shit that you see on the tube
Fuck it, let's all do this shit for the views
'Cause I heard you got fucked on the top of the stu'
How you gon' speak on the pussy I popped in the crib and you throwing it back on the roof? Are you dumb? (Treesha)
Bitches be fanned out, they ain't dangerous, they just dissing and hoping they make it (Like, what?)
Top two, but she was number two
I could tell she was tight, but shorty tried to fake it
Real ass bitch, you smell it in my fragrance
I'm too lit, so them bitches can't stand me (Like)
I pop my shit and I'm takin that risk
I'll be damned if I trip 'bout a bitch lookin' manly
[Bridge]
Fuck it
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How the fuck you droppin' my Jet and when you see my Jet, you show mad respect though? ([?] Hound, don't fuck around)
You bitches is dead butt (Like)
[Verse 2]
Fuck all the politickin' on the 'Gram, I'm tired of playin' games (Wassup?)
Speaking on shit that you did at fifteen, bitch, so come and show me that your body the same
Y'all know the vibes, y'all drop a diss and before I respond I be posted outside
Y'all never slide, stop actin' crazy 'cause I know you bitches ain't ready to die
And I seen Murda get it, she can't, so imagine she run into me
That bitch better have chop for the shit that she rant, if she don't, hope that she fast on her feet, clown
Better not run 'cause I'm flocking you down
I call up B and you know she the hound (Whoop— Whoop—)
When we spinnin' on shit, bitches never around
And I bet she gon' click 'til that bitch hit the ground
Dead-dead on arrival, dissin' me, them bitches suicidal
How bitches switch and forget just a year ago?
Bitches was ridin' my dick for a title (Suck my dick)
And a feature, catch lil'— On bro, I'ma bleach her
Say she a demon, but I don't believe her
She a kid, I got chop, put it down, turn around
And that's word to my deads, I'll beat her, stupid
Do not run into me with a baby, I don't wanna hear no excuses
I do not speak on the shit that I know, but y'all bitches is hoes, y'all was never exclusive
Come and show me y'all bitches is ruthless (Like, what?)
Like, y'all bitches ain't showin me nothin'
If bitches don't spin after this, I ain't jackin no dissin 'cause them bitches really be frontin
And y'all bitches tight, everyone linkin' for videos, don't wanna link up to fight
But it's alright, don't wanna meet in the day, send your addy, I pull up at night
And I keep me a stick, they talking 'bout a knife, like
Bitches know I'ma tweak
Think she a glitch, we send her to the light and that bitch better duck when she run into me, grrah
[Outro]
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Y'all bitches better not make a song back because I'm not listenin' to it
