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Original: SLUG’21 (PROD. GOKU)
Lyrics:
im with nicky, lindsay, brittney, & i might just be with paris.
bad bitch on average, really need no stylist.
bitch i am the doll that patch it up & get that cabbage.
i don’t beef with rapper bitches who give it up childish!!
i just get that gas & go, i don’t care about mileage.
that money i pile it, flyer than a pilot.
im a california king, you on the floor like pallet.
im chillin in my palace, while your nigga keep dialing.
how come everything i’ve been did, just now on your repertoire?
my money grow on trees so let’s see who flow is sicker more! (sycamore)
i ball fuck a sport, fuck a sportsmanship.
bitch i ain’t talkin them new takis when i want blue chips.
i put my hand on my hip. you my daughter, on my hip.
it’s like we playing hopscotch, bitch your songs getting skipped.
i get the green tea bag, make it dip, take a sip.
all this water on my wrist, bitch i rock it (rocket) like a ship
ok. flow sick, all these bitches saying i got ill sauce.
im at nobu grubbin yellowtail with the eel sauce.
found rappin & the bitch still lost, queen of hearts.
i can say off with your head fuck the kill cost.
hmm nevertheless, mattel is never the less.
told that pon bitch get out my box, bitch we are not playing chess.
now who got crypton? who put the s on they chest.
stay around the white, stay up in her mouth like some crest.
im up next & i heard that’s why she’s upset.
but she worried bout me when im not around? she’s obsessed.
how i ghost any bitch for the money, i think im possessed.
how i burn a bitch like rubber for the bands, aint a stretch.
new moon boots, with the creme coloration.
my niggas got a murder rate that go up like them hatians.
oh she hatin, her nigga buying me pink carnations.
pop her like confetti but it’s not a celebration.
swarovski, or it’s tiffany on my anklet.
princess diamond cut on my bracelet.
i know she can’t say shit, cause when mattel drop they gone play quick.
ally to your austin, there’s no way you could make it!
bitch you not a mack (mac) & you got no cheese, that shit make-up!
told you bitches, only time i get checked is when the pay come.
doin what the fuck i wanna, dare a hoe to say sum!
out with the old, in with the new. bitch im gone replace em!
stepping on these rapper bitches like a front door place mat.
everything i say, facts.
im in the front, you play back.
but bitch when it come to your music they do not play back.
he like mattel why you so skinny, cause it look i do crack. (nah coke)
but im on these bitches ass though.
they like the way i rap, they say i got progressive flow.
i made you maid bitches, now it’s time to clean the floor.
he actin like swae lee & jimmy cause he want some more.
i think that bitch want smoke cause im bout to blow!
i black they eye, black eye pea, black the beat, black fergie.
add nicki, you already know!
why you bitches down, but y’all not ten toes?
- Genre
- Hip-hop & Rap