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Phony ass, copycat bitches
Claim unique, got me in stitches
Disrespect, hm
Noted, that's suspicious
This one's a song for y'all bitches
Bitch I'm on ten
Bitch I'm on twelve
Bitch it's on sight
Bitch I'm on head (yours)
Bitch I'm the bell
I bring in the fight
Bitch I don't dwell (nah)
These dick riding motherfuckers will come & then go
And I'm wishing them well
I wish them the most
(psych)
No, I wish they would die
If you brownnose, then I seen your ways
I only brownnose when I eat the cake
I keep it ten toes down low, every day
Every thing sunny whether y'all are expecting rain, or a cold front
Might exaggerate a line, but I don't front
I evaluate my ties on a daily basis
Like I eye my laces 'fore I go run, yuh
I got that confidence
Key to some doors you ain't thought of yet
Thots you ain't hopped in
Rockin' for college kids
Even in bands where I'm backup, I might steal your audience
I get 'em onto this
If I put them on then it's over
I'm doing the most because if it ain't obvious
I'm chosen & you can put that shit on my sarcophagus
Flipping through literature
Shrink 'til I'm miniature
I'mma live inside a story
We too dissimilar
I be particular
Who I love & who I'm loyal to
Speaking to royalty
(yuh, aye)
I'm prolly king of this shit
I took a tab and it's still lingering shit
We in this bitch
Turnt up
Few young guys you ain't hurnt of
Tryna reflect what I learnt yuh
Notes that I burnt up
The lot, we the worst of
I'm not impressed
All that you doing remind me of all of the rest
I been depressed
Life been a bitch and I wonder when this bitch gon' give me a muhfucking rest