[Intro]
(pipe bomb) Mhm
It's that broke bitch in the flesh (Yeah)
It's honestly insane that I haven't found real competition yet
You guys are letting me eat you up like appetizers (Bitch, bitch, bitch, yeah)
But, whatever (Bleh)
[Chorus]
Wait, bitch, you thought you ate? Uh
Really hate to break it to you, shawty, but you late, uh (Late)
I already showed up with Versace on the shades (Okay)
And a wagon full of cake (Okay)
He want smoke, he tryna fade, then I'ma smoke him like an еighth, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Backwood taste likе grape, bad lil' bitch, my resume (Grape)
BROKIE throwaways be harder than the hardest shit y'all make (Bleh)
I got thotties in Japan and I got thotties in the States, uh (Yeah)
Way y’all savin' hoes, I’d think y’all bros be wearin' capes, uh (Capes)
[Verse]
Millies in my iPhone, daily startin' to look like Drake (Vroom)
They hate that I be fuckin' beats, it's startin' to sound like rape, uh
Rappers tryna talk down, but in private for they sake, uh (Bleh, bleh)
When I pull up, i wan' see that look up on they face, uh
Non-existent waist, but got hips like Rod Wave, uh (Yeah, brr, bleh)
Y'all just ride waves, embarrass yourselves for the plays, uh
I ain't ever did that but they always tryna say (Yeah, okay)
That I hide behind a drawing for a face, ayy, okay
Real talk, how that finna change when my life an anime? (What, what?)
With my crew like Luffy, shooter send a Ki Blast to yo' face (Bleh, bleh)
Only fuck with bitches rarely 'cause yo' chick a tsundere
And my man from outer space, lil' brodie built like SSJ, uh
(pipe bomb) Mhm
It's that broke bitch in the flesh (Yeah)
It's honestly insane that I haven't found real competition yet
You guys are letting me eat you up like appetizers (Bitch, bitch, bitch, yeah)
But, whatever (Bleh)
[Chorus]
Wait, bitch, you thought you ate? Uh
Really hate to break it to you, shawty, but you late, uh (Late)
I already showed up with Versace on the shades (Okay)
And a wagon full of cake (Okay)
He want smoke, he tryna fade, then I'ma smoke him like an еighth, uh (Yeah, yeah)
Backwood taste likе grape, bad lil' bitch, my resume (Grape)
BROKIE throwaways be harder than the hardest shit y'all make (Bleh)
I got thotties in Japan and I got thotties in the States, uh (Yeah)
Way y’all savin' hoes, I’d think y’all bros be wearin' capes, uh (Capes)
[Verse]
Millies in my iPhone, daily startin' to look like Drake (Vroom)
They hate that I be fuckin' beats, it's startin' to sound like rape, uh
Rappers tryna talk down, but in private for they sake, uh (Bleh, bleh)
When I pull up, i wan' see that look up on they face, uh
Non-existent waist, but got hips like Rod Wave, uh (Yeah, brr, bleh)
Y'all just ride waves, embarrass yourselves for the plays, uh
I ain't ever did that but they always tryna say (Yeah, okay)
That I hide behind a drawing for a face, ayy, okay
Real talk, how that finna change when my life an anime? (What, what?)
With my crew like Luffy, shooter send a Ki Blast to yo' face (Bleh, bleh)
Only fuck with bitches rarely 'cause yo' chick a tsundere
And my man from outer space, lil' brodie built like SSJ, uh
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