Niggas be actin' like bitches, but I am not trippin' cause I can't relate
You would think that it's Thanksgiving, look at all the shit that they put on my plate
But I don't give a f*ck though, I'm just a MC goin' for the gusto
And if a hater got somethin' to say, tell a bitch f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Once I pull this Glock off my waist, them hollow tips all they gon' taste
F*ck out my face, tell the cops f*ck out my face
I do not got no time to play, so bitch get the f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Hater got somethin' to say, I ain't got no time to play
Tell that bitch f*ck out my face, bitch get the f*ck out my face
This is that surf talk, talk, talk
Talkin' shit, hollow tips stain your skin like a birth mark
I came in of top, never jerked off
I'm on the come up, so run up and get done up
My city hot as 110 summers
The realest rapper lil' nigga I been one of
So get the f*ck up my face, you don't want none of this smoke
Them Baltimore niggas don't play in the streets all day
Bitch, it ain't no joke
Laughin' at my ass in the bank like, na-na-na-na-na
I can't go broke
I can't argue with you, no, Rather watch paint dry
I don't chase chicks that push whips, can't pull up on you if they can't drive
Real niggas since yea high these eight knuckles help them take five
What's the moral of the story though, shutting the f*ck up really saves lives
So f*ck up my face with that love and that trust shit
Cause that's the f*ck shit I don't care about
All the GPS in the world, and niggas still don't know my whereabouts
In the studio serving, that's carry out
Treat the beats just like we queefs, we just air them out
And if you wasn't Kanye when I was Camron
Feeling down and out, you getting carried now
I done packed up to move across the country
Now my baby mama wants some more money
God damn it, I'm just trying to be great
Little bitty biatch f*ck out my face
Niggas be actin' like bitches, but I am not trippin' cause I can't relate
You would think that it's Thanksgiving, look at all the shit that they put on my plate
But I don't give a f*ck though, I'm just a MC goin' for the gusto
And if a hater got somethin' to say, tell a bitch f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Once I pull this Glock off my waist, them hollow tips all they gon' taste
F*ck out my face, tell the cops f*ck out my face
I do not got no time to play, so bitch get the f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Hater got somethin' to say, I ain't got no time to play
Tell that bitch f*ck out my face, bitch get the f*ck out my face
Tell that bitch f*ck up my face
Unless you try to suck on my weight, weight, weight
Hold up
Where are my manners
We getting that bedroom,I'm going bananas
This flow got them sick, so I'm taking advantage
I beat the beat up like my name David Banner
You f*cking with me, then you f*ck with a winner
I gave her one night, now that's all she remember
I put her in merch, now she thinks she a member
I'm quick to switch hoes cause I'm cold like December
She put up with me, so I had to commend her
Niggas want beef, so I'm pulling up like some suspenders
I'm sick and tired of pretenders, I'm about my chicken, no tender
We in the booth, If you ain't about no business, don't enter
But if she want f*cking the booth, then I guess it's whatever
I shout my shout out to Betty, It really don't matter She married
She's still gonna send me the addy
These niggas be tweaking, so I get to tweaking out with them
I just be doing them badly
Don't test your luck around here
If we talking beef, then I came to eat
You getting up, though-thought it was sweet
Just dance around, don't start it with me
My savages gon' pull up embarrass you
I hop on these beats and I float like parachute
Please do not show me your song cause you terrible
Dick in your hoe cause she always available
You don't get money, so I can't be near you
Smoking on loud, so why would I hear you
We all be the same I cannot fear you
Feeling froggy then leap
My nigga, I dare you
Niggas be actin' like bitches, but I am not trippin' cause I can't relate
You would think that it's Thanksgiving, look at all the shit that they put on my plate
But I don't give a f*ck though, I'm just a MC goin' for the gusto
And if a hater got somethin' to say, tell a bitch f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Once I pull this Glock off my waist, them hollow tips all they gon' taste
F*ck out my face, tell the cops f*ck out my face
I do not got no time to play, so bitch get the f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Hater got somethin' to say, I ain't got no time to play
Tell that bitch f*ck out my face, bitch get the f*ck out my face
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English
Niggas be actin' like bitches, but I am not trippin' cause I can't relate
You would think that it's Thanksgiving, look at all the shit that they put on my plate
But I don't give a f*ck though, I'm just a MC goin' for the gusto
And if a hater got somethin' to say, tell a bitch f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Once I pull this Glock off my waist, them hollow tips all they gon' taste
F*ck out my face, tell the cops f*ck out my face
I do not got no time to play, so bitch get the f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Hater got somethin' to say, I ain't got no time to play
Tell that bitch f*ck out my face, bitch get the f*ck out my face
This is that surf talk, talk, talk
Talkin' shit, hollow tips stain your skin like a birth mark
I came in of top, never jerked off
I'm on the come up, so run up and get done up
My city hot as 110 summers
The realest rapper lil' nigga I been one of
So get the f*ck up my face, you don't want none of this smoke
Them Baltimore niggas don't play in the streets all day
Bitch, it ain't no joke
Laughin' at my ass in the bank like, na-na-na-na-na
I can't go broke
I can't argue with you, no, Rather watch paint dry
I don't chase chicks that push whips, can't pull up on you if they can't drive
Real niggas since yea high these eight knuckles help them take five
What's the moral of the story though, shutting the f*ck up really saves lives
So f*ck up my face with that love and that trust shit
Cause that's the f*ck shit I don't care about
All the GPS in the world, and niggas still don't know my whereabouts
In the studio serving, that's carry out
Treat the beats just like we queefs, we just air them out
And if you wasn't Kanye when I was Camron
Feeling down and out, you getting carried now
I done packed up to move across the country
Now my baby mama wants some more money
God damn it, I'm just trying to be great
Little bitty biatch f*ck out my face
Niggas be actin' like bitches, but I am not trippin' cause I can't relate
You would think that it's Thanksgiving, look at all the shit that they put on my plate
But I don't give a f*ck though, I'm just a MC goin' for the gusto
And if a hater got somethin' to say, tell a bitch f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Once I pull this Glock off my waist, them hollow tips all they gon' taste
F*ck out my face, tell the cops f*ck out my face
I do not got no time to play, so bitch get the f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Hater got somethin' to say, I ain't got no time to play
Tell that bitch f*ck out my face, bitch get the f*ck out my face
Tell that bitch f*ck up my face
Unless you try to suck on my weight, weight, weight
Hold up
Where are my manners
We getting that bedroom,I'm going bananas
This flow got them sick, so I'm taking advantage
I beat the beat up like my name David Banner
You f*cking with me, then you f*ck with a winner
I gave her one night, now that's all she remember
I put her in merch, now she thinks she a member
I'm quick to switch hoes cause I'm cold like December
She put up with me, so I had to commend her
Niggas want beef, so I'm pulling up like some suspenders
I'm sick and tired of pretenders, I'm about my chicken, no tender
We in the booth, If you ain't about no business, don't enter
But if she want f*cking the booth, then I guess it's whatever
I shout my shout out to Betty, It really don't matter She married
She's still gonna send me the addy
These niggas be tweaking, so I get to tweaking out with them
I just be doing them badly
Don't test your luck around here
If we talking beef, then I came to eat
You getting up, though-thought it was sweet
Just dance around, don't start it with me
My savages gon' pull up embarrass you
I hop on these beats and I float like parachute
Please do not show me your song cause you terrible
Dick in your hoe cause she always available
You don't get money, so I can't be near you
Smoking on loud, so why would I hear you
We all be the same I cannot fear you
Feeling froggy then leap
My nigga, I dare you
Niggas be actin' like bitches, but I am not trippin' cause I can't relate
You would think that it's Thanksgiving, look at all the shit that they put on my plate
But I don't give a f*ck though, I'm just a MC goin' for the gusto
And if a hater got somethin' to say, tell a bitch f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Once I pull this Glock off my waist, them hollow tips all they gon' taste
F*ck out my face, tell the cops f*ck out my face
I do not got no time to play, so bitch get the f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Hater got somethin' to say, I ain't got no time to play
Tell that bitch f*ck out my face, bitch get the f*ck out my face
You would think that it's Thanksgiving, look at all the shit that they put on my plate
But I don't give a f*ck though, I'm just a MC goin' for the gusto
And if a hater got somethin' to say, tell a bitch f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Once I pull this Glock off my waist, them hollow tips all they gon' taste
F*ck out my face, tell the cops f*ck out my face
I do not got no time to play, so bitch get the f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Hater got somethin' to say, I ain't got no time to play
Tell that bitch f*ck out my face, bitch get the f*ck out my face
This is that surf talk, talk, talk
Talkin' shit, hollow tips stain your skin like a birth mark
I came in of top, never jerked off
I'm on the come up, so run up and get done up
My city hot as 110 summers
The realest rapper lil' nigga I been one of
So get the f*ck up my face, you don't want none of this smoke
Them Baltimore niggas don't play in the streets all day
Bitch, it ain't no joke
Laughin' at my ass in the bank like, na-na-na-na-na
I can't go broke
I can't argue with you, no, Rather watch paint dry
I don't chase chicks that push whips, can't pull up on you if they can't drive
Real niggas since yea high these eight knuckles help them take five
What's the moral of the story though, shutting the f*ck up really saves lives
So f*ck up my face with that love and that trust shit
Cause that's the f*ck shit I don't care about
All the GPS in the world, and niggas still don't know my whereabouts
In the studio serving, that's carry out
Treat the beats just like we queefs, we just air them out
And if you wasn't Kanye when I was Camron
Feeling down and out, you getting carried now
I done packed up to move across the country
Now my baby mama wants some more money
God damn it, I'm just trying to be great
Little bitty biatch f*ck out my face
Niggas be actin' like bitches, but I am not trippin' cause I can't relate
You would think that it's Thanksgiving, look at all the shit that they put on my plate
But I don't give a f*ck though, I'm just a MC goin' for the gusto
And if a hater got somethin' to say, tell a bitch f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Once I pull this Glock off my waist, them hollow tips all they gon' taste
F*ck out my face, tell the cops f*ck out my face
I do not got no time to play, so bitch get the f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Hater got somethin' to say, I ain't got no time to play
Tell that bitch f*ck out my face, bitch get the f*ck out my face
Tell that bitch f*ck up my face
Unless you try to suck on my weight, weight, weight
Hold up
Where are my manners
We getting that bedroom,I'm going bananas
This flow got them sick, so I'm taking advantage
I beat the beat up like my name David Banner
You f*cking with me, then you f*ck with a winner
I gave her one night, now that's all she remember
I put her in merch, now she thinks she a member
I'm quick to switch hoes cause I'm cold like December
She put up with me, so I had to commend her
Niggas want beef, so I'm pulling up like some suspenders
I'm sick and tired of pretenders, I'm about my chicken, no tender
We in the booth, If you ain't about no business, don't enter
But if she want f*cking the booth, then I guess it's whatever
I shout my shout out to Betty, It really don't matter She married
She's still gonna send me the addy
These niggas be tweaking, so I get to tweaking out with them
I just be doing them badly
Don't test your luck around here
If we talking beef, then I came to eat
You getting up, though-thought it was sweet
Just dance around, don't start it with me
My savages gon' pull up embarrass you
I hop on these beats and I float like parachute
Please do not show me your song cause you terrible
Dick in your hoe cause she always available
You don't get money, so I can't be near you
Smoking on loud, so why would I hear you
We all be the same I cannot fear you
Feeling froggy then leap
My nigga, I dare you
Niggas be actin' like bitches, but I am not trippin' cause I can't relate
You would think that it's Thanksgiving, look at all the shit that they put on my plate
But I don't give a f*ck though, I'm just a MC goin' for the gusto
And if a hater got somethin' to say, tell a bitch f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Once I pull this Glock off my waist, them hollow tips all they gon' taste
F*ck out my face, tell the cops f*ck out my face
I do not got no time to play, so bitch get the f*ck out my face
F*ck out my face, tell that bitch f*ck out my face
Hater got somethin' to say, I ain't got no time to play
Tell that bitch f*ck out my face, bitch get the f*ck out my face
Writer: Joseph Moseley, Nicolas Pullen
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid