They tell me, “They don’t rap like you”
This I already know cause it’s a fact
They don’t sack like you
I might have to act up 
Nigga come join this game and 
Make her say 

Oh yeah!, Oh yeah?
Oh yeah!, Oh yeah?

Oh yeah!, Oh yeah?
Oh yeah?

Then it’s something about her
Clouding my mind with no voucher 
Touring my heart with no brochure?
Say woah, bitch 
Bitch 

Bitch I’m from the burgh
My wrist gon go, “flurr”
They never seen drip like this 
So they gon wanna splurge
And they gon wanna imitate 
See my bitch ain’t nothing fake
See my wrist I’ll never hate 
Leave a dumb nigga in the paint

And I’ll leave a dumb nigga in the paint 
If he hate
Leave a green nigga in the grass
He a snake
Leave a fuck nigga in the past 
 He a date, he’s so outdated 

They so outdated
That’s prolly why they hating, on me
And it’s gon make me sing like 

Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Mm, mm
Mm, mm

díosakon

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