[Verse 1: Keon Amiri]
Call me Ghost, 'cause you bitches ain't seein' me
Sayin' she the queen, but that B is not bein' me
Every fuckin' time I'ma eat, and they ain't't feedin' me
I am number one of the league, she ain't leadin' me
I do business, we are not playin'
Say that she the coldest but she sweatin', what you sayin'?
I'ma beat a bitch like Karate Kid, Jaden
All you niggas fruity, no Speed, no Adin
I ain't talkin' 'bout a Uber when I say you gettin' taxed out
Where is Zai'lyn? I'ma have to bring the facts out
Bitches wack now, ain't gettin' a sack now
Always killin' bitches, I don't even get the strap out
[Chorus: Keon Amiri & Zai'lyn Love]
Oh, I get why they mad now
I am on top, all you bitches just sad now (What's up?)
Sayin' that she bigger, but the bitch is really fat now (I'm here)
I am not a doll, I'm a motherfuckin' Brat now (So what's good, bitch? Look)
[Verse 2: Zai'lyn Love]
Psych ward, straitjacket
I know I wasn't good at math, but it ain't addin'
I'm a fanatic at rappin', bitch, I'm a saint at it
I got a problem for killin' bitches, I'm great at it
Look, damn, bitches really switch like seasons (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Matrix, how I got 'em mad when I'm teasin'?
Off ya self, I'm ya thirteenth reason
I don't beef with bitches who survivin' off of semen (Yeah)
Look, knock off, I'ma pop her top off
If she wanna bang, I'm in Philly, set the block off
Ho, I stay strapped, tell that nigga take the jock off
Aim it at her spline, then I send her to the drop off (Knockoff)
What's up? I'm outside, a Beamer, what i ride
Shoot her in her leg, then I take her to Popeyes
Give her the side eye, poker like Gaga
Now she want beef, so I serve to five guys (Yeah)
Call me Ghost, 'cause you bitches ain't seein' me
Sayin' she the queen, but that B is not bein' me
Every fuckin' time I'ma eat, and they ain't't feedin' me
I am number one of the league, she ain't leadin' me
I do business, we are not playin'
Say that she the coldest but she sweatin', what you sayin'?
I'ma beat a bitch like Karate Kid, Jaden
All you niggas fruity, no Speed, no Adin
I ain't talkin' 'bout a Uber when I say you gettin' taxed out
Where is Zai'lyn? I'ma have to bring the facts out
Bitches wack now, ain't gettin' a sack now
Always killin' bitches, I don't even get the strap out
[Chorus: Keon Amiri & Zai'lyn Love]
Oh, I get why they mad now
I am on top, all you bitches just sad now (What's up?)
Sayin' that she bigger, but the bitch is really fat now (I'm here)
I am not a doll, I'm a motherfuckin' Brat now (So what's good, bitch? Look)
[Verse 2: Zai'lyn Love]
Psych ward, straitjacket
I know I wasn't good at math, but it ain't addin'
I'm a fanatic at rappin', bitch, I'm a saint at it
I got a problem for killin' bitches, I'm great at it
Look, damn, bitches really switch like seasons (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Matrix, how I got 'em mad when I'm teasin'?
Off ya self, I'm ya thirteenth reason
I don't beef with bitches who survivin' off of semen (Yeah)
Look, knock off, I'ma pop her top off
If she wanna bang, I'm in Philly, set the block off
Ho, I stay strapped, tell that nigga take the jock off
Aim it at her spline, then I send her to the drop off (Knockoff)
What's up? I'm outside, a Beamer, what i ride
Shoot her in her leg, then I take her to Popeyes
Give her the side eye, poker like Gaga
Now she want beef, so I serve to five guys (Yeah)
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