Rap: The Art of "Sh!t Talking".
Look, i'm done bein humble
And f*ck gettin shit shaky, cuz i'm goin for rumbles
I'll say it wit my chest bitch, you won't hear me mumble
I seen your fall off was crazy the way yo ass took the tumble
Ouuu hol up, I feel like talkin my shit
I'm doggin yo ex just like I'm walkin my bitch
Yo pockets is lint, no you ain't walkin round rich
I'm f*ckin ya mama, "Ohana" talkin bout Stitch
You sayin that you better than me is not enough
Ring ring ring, that's right i'm callin yo bluff
My flow's overcooked, damn right it's all tuff
I dont need a new bitch, i'm locked in yes i'm cuffed
If I was you, I would stop while i'm ahead mane
Y'all climbing slow like zombies ya future dead mane
I got y'all triggered and pissed by what I said? Dang
Niggas gettin soft like pillows it's time for bed, mane
Did I forget to mention that I'm better than you niggas?
You'd think that I was Rasta how i'm dreading all you niggas
Yes I'm the executioner beheading all you niggas
1 of 1 like i'm Gunna finna dead all of you niggas
Hol up, I feel like talkin my shit
I'm doggin yo ex just like I'm walkin my bitch
Yo pockets is lint, no you ain't walkin round rich
I'm f*ckin ya mama, "Ohana" talkin bout Stitch
You niggas soft like feathers and f*ckin ice cream
You niggas won't make it far wit ya lil pipe dreams
You niggas some yes men, a whole hype team
You niggas be glazing like some donuts, you know what I mean
Yeah i'm on the rise, bitch i'm the best that's next
I'm done with the lies, these bitches best at stress
She looked at me with them eyes, I know she best at sex
Bitch i'm the KiD Turned KiNG, you niggas blessed as guests
These niggas makin me sick, I'll wipe away the snot
I'm cool like you fans, but like the sun i'm really hot
They say they next up, but that's cap, they really not
Call me Unc like Snoop, i'll make her drop it like it's hot
Hol up, I feel like talkin my shit
I'm doggin yo ex just like I'm walkin my bitch
Yo pockets is lint, no you ain't walkin round rich
I'm f*ckin ya mama, "Ohana" talkin bout Stitch
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Rap: The Art of "Sh!t Talking".
Look, i'm done bein humble
And f*ck gettin shit shaky, cuz i'm goin for rumbles
I'll say it wit my chest bitch, you won't hear me mumble
I seen your fall off was crazy the way yo ass took the tumble
Ouuu hol up, I feel like talkin my shit
I'm doggin yo ex just like I'm walkin my bitch
Yo pockets is lint, no you ain't walkin round rich
I'm f*ckin ya mama, "Ohana" talkin bout Stitch
You sayin that you better than me is not enough
Ring ring ring, that's right i'm callin yo bluff
My flow's overcooked, damn right it's all tuff
I dont need a new bitch, i'm locked in yes i'm cuffed
If I was you, I would stop while i'm ahead mane
Y'all climbing slow like zombies ya future dead mane
I got y'all triggered and pissed by what I said? Dang
Niggas gettin soft like pillows it's time for bed, mane
Did I forget to mention that I'm better than you niggas?
You'd think that I was Rasta how i'm dreading all you niggas
Yes I'm the executioner beheading all you niggas
1 of 1 like i'm Gunna finna dead all of you niggas
Hol up, I feel like talkin my shit
I'm doggin yo ex just like I'm walkin my bitch
Yo pockets is lint, no you ain't walkin round rich
I'm f*ckin ya mama, "Ohana" talkin bout Stitch
You niggas soft like feathers and f*ckin ice cream
You niggas won't make it far wit ya lil pipe dreams
You niggas some yes men, a whole hype team
You niggas be glazing like some donuts, you know what I mean
Yeah i'm on the rise, bitch i'm the best that's next
I'm done with the lies, these bitches best at stress
She looked at me with them eyes, I know she best at sex
Bitch i'm the KiD Turned KiNG, you niggas blessed as guests
These niggas makin me sick, I'll wipe away the snot
I'm cool like you fans, but like the sun i'm really hot
They say they next up, but that's cap, they really not
Call me Unc like Snoop, i'll make her drop it like it's hot
Hol up, I feel like talkin my shit
I'm doggin yo ex just like I'm walkin my bitch
Yo pockets is lint, no you ain't walkin round rich
I'm f*ckin ya mama, "Ohana" talkin bout Stitch
Look, i'm done bein humble
And f*ck gettin shit shaky, cuz i'm goin for rumbles
I'll say it wit my chest bitch, you won't hear me mumble
I seen your fall off was crazy the way yo ass took the tumble
Ouuu hol up, I feel like talkin my shit
I'm doggin yo ex just like I'm walkin my bitch
Yo pockets is lint, no you ain't walkin round rich
I'm f*ckin ya mama, "Ohana" talkin bout Stitch
You sayin that you better than me is not enough
Ring ring ring, that's right i'm callin yo bluff
My flow's overcooked, damn right it's all tuff
I dont need a new bitch, i'm locked in yes i'm cuffed
If I was you, I would stop while i'm ahead mane
Y'all climbing slow like zombies ya future dead mane
I got y'all triggered and pissed by what I said? Dang
Niggas gettin soft like pillows it's time for bed, mane
Did I forget to mention that I'm better than you niggas?
You'd think that I was Rasta how i'm dreading all you niggas
Yes I'm the executioner beheading all you niggas
1 of 1 like i'm Gunna finna dead all of you niggas
Hol up, I feel like talkin my shit
I'm doggin yo ex just like I'm walkin my bitch
Yo pockets is lint, no you ain't walkin round rich
I'm f*ckin ya mama, "Ohana" talkin bout Stitch
You niggas soft like feathers and f*ckin ice cream
You niggas won't make it far wit ya lil pipe dreams
You niggas some yes men, a whole hype team
You niggas be glazing like some donuts, you know what I mean
Yeah i'm on the rise, bitch i'm the best that's next
I'm done with the lies, these bitches best at stress
She looked at me with them eyes, I know she best at sex
Bitch i'm the KiD Turned KiNG, you niggas blessed as guests
These niggas makin me sick, I'll wipe away the snot
I'm cool like you fans, but like the sun i'm really hot
They say they next up, but that's cap, they really not
Call me Unc like Snoop, i'll make her drop it like it's hot
Hol up, I feel like talkin my shit
I'm doggin yo ex just like I'm walkin my bitch
Yo pockets is lint, no you ain't walkin round rich
I'm f*ckin ya mama, "Ohana" talkin bout Stitch
Writer: Nishibe Drummond
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid