F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't lit like me on God
They ain't really outchea poppin' shit, them niggas really fraud
Without them filters, angles, ass shots, them bitches really flawed
And all I know is Bitches bet not let no diss come out they vault
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't on shit but I'm tea
They the type to never fight it out but always in them tweets
They be bragging bout awards when they ain't even nominees
I'm never phased about a hoe tho, can't no nigga bother me
Hard head, ass soft
Rock it good, blast off
Trackhawk, we gon dash off
We first class, niggas Jack'd off
Chop him up, take his cast off
Before the money, man I had sauce
Bitch, I never ever made a bad song
You bitches never seen a bag, huh?
You niggas never seen a real bitch
Make a lame nigga get a kill switch
I ain't even dropped and they still pissed
You don't like it, sad hoe? deal wit it
Wait, I heard they looking up to me to win
Bitches nuts, they crazy, I go M&M
I'm so tired of these bitches, Yokohama
She pretty but she feisty, bitch I get it from my mama
Please don't write my checks if it don't got a couple commas
She could get the smoke but I ain't serving marijuana
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't lit like me on God
They ain't really outchea poppin' shit, them niggas really fraud
Without them filters, angles, ass shots, them bitches really flawed
And all I know is Bitches bet not let no diss come out they vault
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't on shit but I'm tea
They the type to never fight it out but always in them tweets
They be bragging bout awards when they ain't even nominees
I'm never phased about a hoe tho, can't no nigga bother me
Yo favorite rapper dropping singles but can't make none of em hit
Yo favorite rapper spend more time with niggas than he do his kid
Yo favorite rapper say she really rap but really she ain't shit
Yo favorite rapper mattress on the floor but claiming that she rich
I know you really thought that Rollie real, we seen the tag, yea
You on the Shade Room, in the comments, getting dragged, huh
Said you was hard, dropped the lo, that nigga flagged
F*ck with the realest, im the baddest, got em gagged, huh
I'm so tired of these bitches, Yokohama
She pretty but she feisty, bitch I get it from my mama
Please don't write my checks if it don't got a couple commas
She could get the smoke but I ain't serving marijuana
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't lit like me on God
They ain't really outchea poppin' shit, them niggas really fraud
Without them filters, angles, ass shots, them bitches really flawed
And all I know is Bitches bet not let no diss come out they vault
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't on shit but I'm tea
They the type to never fight it out but always in them tweets
They be bragging bout awards when they ain't even nominees
I'm never phased about a hoe tho, can't no nigga bother me
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F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't lit like me on God
They ain't really outchea poppin' shit, them niggas really fraud
Without them filters, angles, ass shots, them bitches really flawed
And all I know is Bitches bet not let no diss come out they vault
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't on shit but I'm tea
They the type to never fight it out but always in them tweets
They be bragging bout awards when they ain't even nominees
I'm never phased about a hoe tho, can't no nigga bother me
Hard head, ass soft
Rock it good, blast off
Trackhawk, we gon dash off
We first class, niggas Jack'd off
Chop him up, take his cast off
Before the money, man I had sauce
Bitch, I never ever made a bad song
You bitches never seen a bag, huh?
You niggas never seen a real bitch
Make a lame nigga get a kill switch
I ain't even dropped and they still pissed
You don't like it, sad hoe? deal wit it
Wait, I heard they looking up to me to win
Bitches nuts, they crazy, I go M&M
I'm so tired of these bitches, Yokohama
She pretty but she feisty, bitch I get it from my mama
Please don't write my checks if it don't got a couple commas
She could get the smoke but I ain't serving marijuana
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't lit like me on God
They ain't really outchea poppin' shit, them niggas really fraud
Without them filters, angles, ass shots, them bitches really flawed
And all I know is Bitches bet not let no diss come out they vault
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't on shit but I'm tea
They the type to never fight it out but always in them tweets
They be bragging bout awards when they ain't even nominees
I'm never phased about a hoe tho, can't no nigga bother me
Yo favorite rapper dropping singles but can't make none of em hit
Yo favorite rapper spend more time with niggas than he do his kid
Yo favorite rapper say she really rap but really she ain't shit
Yo favorite rapper mattress on the floor but claiming that she rich
I know you really thought that Rollie real, we seen the tag, yea
You on the Shade Room, in the comments, getting dragged, huh
Said you was hard, dropped the lo, that nigga flagged
F*ck with the realest, im the baddest, got em gagged, huh
I'm so tired of these bitches, Yokohama
She pretty but she feisty, bitch I get it from my mama
Please don't write my checks if it don't got a couple commas
She could get the smoke but I ain't serving marijuana
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't lit like me on God
They ain't really outchea poppin' shit, them niggas really fraud
Without them filters, angles, ass shots, them bitches really flawed
And all I know is Bitches bet not let no diss come out they vault
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't on shit but I'm tea
They the type to never fight it out but always in them tweets
They be bragging bout awards when they ain't even nominees
I'm never phased about a hoe tho, can't no nigga bother me
They ain't really outchea poppin' shit, them niggas really fraud
Without them filters, angles, ass shots, them bitches really flawed
And all I know is Bitches bet not let no diss come out they vault
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't on shit but I'm tea
They the type to never fight it out but always in them tweets
They be bragging bout awards when they ain't even nominees
I'm never phased about a hoe tho, can't no nigga bother me
Hard head, ass soft
Rock it good, blast off
Trackhawk, we gon dash off
We first class, niggas Jack'd off
Chop him up, take his cast off
Before the money, man I had sauce
Bitch, I never ever made a bad song
You bitches never seen a bag, huh?
You niggas never seen a real bitch
Make a lame nigga get a kill switch
I ain't even dropped and they still pissed
You don't like it, sad hoe? deal wit it
Wait, I heard they looking up to me to win
Bitches nuts, they crazy, I go M&M
I'm so tired of these bitches, Yokohama
She pretty but she feisty, bitch I get it from my mama
Please don't write my checks if it don't got a couple commas
She could get the smoke but I ain't serving marijuana
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't lit like me on God
They ain't really outchea poppin' shit, them niggas really fraud
Without them filters, angles, ass shots, them bitches really flawed
And all I know is Bitches bet not let no diss come out they vault
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't on shit but I'm tea
They the type to never fight it out but always in them tweets
They be bragging bout awards when they ain't even nominees
I'm never phased about a hoe tho, can't no nigga bother me
Yo favorite rapper dropping singles but can't make none of em hit
Yo favorite rapper spend more time with niggas than he do his kid
Yo favorite rapper say she really rap but really she ain't shit
Yo favorite rapper mattress on the floor but claiming that she rich
I know you really thought that Rollie real, we seen the tag, yea
You on the Shade Room, in the comments, getting dragged, huh
Said you was hard, dropped the lo, that nigga flagged
F*ck with the realest, im the baddest, got em gagged, huh
I'm so tired of these bitches, Yokohama
She pretty but she feisty, bitch I get it from my mama
Please don't write my checks if it don't got a couple commas
She could get the smoke but I ain't serving marijuana
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't lit like me on God
They ain't really outchea poppin' shit, them niggas really fraud
Without them filters, angles, ass shots, them bitches really flawed
And all I know is Bitches bet not let no diss come out they vault
F*ck yo favorite rapper, they ain't on shit but I'm tea
They the type to never fight it out but always in them tweets
They be bragging bout awards when they ain't even nominees
I'm never phased about a hoe tho, can't no nigga bother me
Writer: Ciara Simmons
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