(Verse 1)
These rappers ain't on shit
I'm paying them no mind
I could end their life
With each and every rhyme
If they had a card
It’d prolly get declined
All they talk is bullshit
So I'm a flush em out
Someone let them know
I'm at their neck shawty
I might just invite em
To my next party
Rappers on the table
Call it a la carte
What a perfect timing
Bitch I'm fucking starving
These rappers ain't on shit
I'm paying them no mind
I could end their life
With each and every rhyme
If they had a card
It’d prolly get declined
All they talk is bullshit
So I'm a flush em out
Someone let them know
I'm at their neck shawty
I might just invite em
To my next party
Rappers on the table
Call it a la carte
What a perfect timing
Bitch I'm fucking starving
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