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Yeah, yeah

Yeah, you know, the truth is the truth, you know?

Yeah, uh, uh

Huh, huh

When I look at your shit, I'm like, "Huh?"

When I look at my shit, I'm like, "Ah"

Wave cap got me feelin' like Guapdad

All I do is respond, "How am I mad?"

It gets funny the more that you front (That you front)

'Fore you click, make sure it's what you want

When I'm fuckin' these alt-****'s bitches (yeah)

In the public we cool

In the bed she be singing

I'm fuckin' my enemies bitches (yeah)

We ain't signing no deals

She just love that we winnin'

It's on me

I'm down with thе sickness (yeah)

Counting up baby dollars, decimals, digits

I'm fuckin' thеse white writers' bitches (yeah, yeah)

They be pushing me out 'cause they notice a difference (yeah, yeah)

Been there, get it (get it)

Your side bitch was with it (with it)

Dig it (ha-ha)

Uh, D-zero-N-O-T fuck with me, baby, I can't be stopped for real (Ooh)

Last **** tried me broke and lyin', baby, I heard this man got grilled (I heard)

Look at the preacher and look at the spiel

Swear on the bible, I keep it concealed

Kissed with no roses, I left 'em like SEAL (Ah), huh

Why would I pray for your health? (Huh)

Baby, I pray for myself (Yeah)

Why would I pay for your pics, boo?

I'm fuckin' somebody else (For real)

I'm fuckin' somebody better

You **** just fuckin' whoever

Yeah, I'm over the top, uh

I get to buildin' off all of the energy built by the opps, uh

I get to aimin' the flame and the banger gon' mangle his top, uh

Full Metal Jacket, rappin' smackin' harder than soap in a sock, uh

Key be to lock, I'm meaner than most, I cleaned up the flow with a broom and a mop

Flow ain't a prop, snake rockin' next to me, I drew the line on the side like I'm Brock

Speakin' of Brock, line to your face

Copied and paste, left not a trace, you gotta taste

Shit would've been a Zoom meeting 'cause I would've boxed up his face (Uh), wait

How you talk shit and get caught with no pole?

How you still up and coming? You old

Fuck your mama, brother, sister, and niece

Baby, you failed, try to find a new goal

We know that **** buying that tar

We know you love to put teens behind bars

**** hires think it's cute when they sneak

When we catch him, we gon' pull him apart

It's ugh, it's that way

Countin' money, your **** in an ashtray

Gettin' death threats every week (Uh)

From some pussies that y'all never see

First your daddy got rolled in a Sweet (Oh, yeah)

Then you came to my show and got beat (Oh, yeah)

It's so funny, you try work it out

When y'all **** can't even stay on beat, huh

It's crazy

Fix that verse, man, you Wizard of Oz rappin' motherfucker

Look, huh

All them threats be makin' me hard (It's hard)

Opposite of who you really be (For real)

All that shit that you did to your girl

I just wish that you'd do it to me

He told me to stop dissin' his kin (Huh?)

Oops, I did it again (My bad, shut your bitch ass up)

Did you know that your **** is dead?

Know it hurts that you missin' your friend (Phew)

Know I'm selfish as shit, **** know that I'm petty

You know we got beef and you know that I'm winning (Know it hurts)

**** named after baking soda, but ain't never touched no fuckin' coke in your city

Pretendin', thanks to me that bullshit endin'

Heard your tape, glad I didn't get a mention

'Cause you know how that would've ended, huh

Internet think I been playin' with shit (Huh)

You know I'll bitch you in front of your kids

Know you a ****, I plan on confrontin' you

Show up in class, I ain't packin' no Lunchable, ****

Oh my God

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