[Verse 1: Cassidy]
Look bitch, I'm not feeling your shit
Every song that I'm on, I be killing the shit
Your flow wack, I throw packs, still on the bricks
I'm dealing with six figures, niggas still on the strip
No ceiling when I'm wheeling the whip
Like yeah, your bitch ass is trash, but I'm feeling her lips
That slut probably got my nut still on lips
So much ice in my watch I'm not feeling my wrist
Dont care if you clap and you filling them clips
Get a slug in your hat, gat still on your hips
If you a thug in your raps, why you pussy in real life?
A pimp on the mic and buy pussy in real life
Lay my mack down, I ain't tripping
I ain't slipping, I rap now I ain't tricking
I don't care if she pretty hoe, and I got Diddy dough
And I done had every bad bitch in the city, yo
And I learnt it from Biggie, yo
And got the chicks, that's why the shit rolled off one video
And I'mma go platinum off number two
And I'm gonna drop another album when the summer due
What you gonna do? I know how I'll humble you
I ain't gonna rumble you, I'll put a gun to you
Look dog, I'm small, kinda slinky
Thats why I always got my paws on the blinky
And I can brawl like Winky
Radiant Rock, you can't see no flaws on my pinky
And I be stunting coz I pump crack
If you cats wore my chain for a month you'd be hunchbacked
Look bitch, I'm not feeling your shit
Every song that I'm on, I be killing the shit
Your flow wack, I throw packs, still on the bricks
I'm dealing with six figures, niggas still on the strip
No ceiling when I'm wheeling the whip
Like yeah, your bitch ass is trash, but I'm feeling her lips
That slut probably got my nut still on lips
So much ice in my watch I'm not feeling my wrist
Dont care if you clap and you filling them clips
Get a slug in your hat, gat still on your hips
If you a thug in your raps, why you pussy in real life?
A pimp on the mic and buy pussy in real life
Lay my mack down, I ain't tripping
I ain't slipping, I rap now I ain't tricking
I don't care if she pretty hoe, and I got Diddy dough
And I done had every bad bitch in the city, yo
And I learnt it from Biggie, yo
And got the chicks, that's why the shit rolled off one video
And I'mma go platinum off number two
And I'm gonna drop another album when the summer due
What you gonna do? I know how I'll humble you
I ain't gonna rumble you, I'll put a gun to you
Look dog, I'm small, kinda slinky
Thats why I always got my paws on the blinky
And I can brawl like Winky
Radiant Rock, you can't see no flaws on my pinky
And I be stunting coz I pump crack
If you cats wore my chain for a month you'd be hunchbacked
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