(This one is for my good muthafuckin’ sis Katey… come on now, bitch…)  Bitches sittin’ on Valorant, eating all they mommy’s snacks Gabe, you got some hairy pits, do I need to buy you some wax? Brandon’s Chegg membership keep renewing, credit card is maxxed
Zeke, you is a fucking faggot, and that shit is fuckin’ facts Dani repping Conan on a white shirt covered in dog piss
Koji tryna speak on me with that panda hat, bitch, I’m sick Soph a whole e-dater, got 5 little boys that she textin’ Not too much on my best friend, that’s why I’m here writin’ this diss 
Back to Zeke’s faggot ass, I’m not done witchu
Subway worker, oh, but wait, yo ass a pool boy, too! The only man you got is Trevor offa GTA Bitch, yous a rainbow cake pop, and hoe, I’m Chick-fil-A
 Brandon, let me pull up to that college, I’mma beat that ass Void Star and them Green Eyes gripped all at once, call that E-ZPass
Made a racist joke and thought that shit was muthafuckin’ gas I can hear that bell ringin’, boy… get ta class!  Shadygang? Bitch more like Shittygang Call me Ariana, I’m ‘bout to go bang bang Leave you bitches out to dry like how clothes hang Yeah, I’m spicy, you bitches just a tang 
(Yeah, soooo, I’mma need you fuckin’ BITCHES to leave my best friend fuckin’ Katey the fuck alone before I beatchall muthafuckin’ asses… and that’s on fuckin’ period, bitch, don’t fuckin’ try her, hoe, cus I swear to fuckin’ god I will swing on every single one of you fat ass bitches, I know y’all sittin’ there fuckin’ eatin’ your fuckin’ food, shut your dumb asses the fuck up before I come over there and beat your muthafuckin’ asses, I swear to fuckin’ god, don’t play wit my fuckin’ friend, that’s my muthafuckin’ best friend, bitch… don’t fuckin’ play wit her, hoe… cus I swear to muthafuckin’ god I will beat alla y’all bitches asses, like I swear to god, bitch… Don’t muthafuckin’ play with Katey, hoe…) 
Shadygang? Bitch more like Shittygang Call me Ariana, I’m ‘bout to go bang bang Leave you bitches out to dry like how clothes hang Yeah, I’m spicy, you bitches just a tang

SHITTYGANG

prod. OSRSBeatz

Coconut mall, yeah, I’m grippin’ them balls
He grab my neck, push me against the wall
Yeah, he fine as fuck
Yeah, his dick, I’mma suck
Yeah, I’m so tight, when he put it in, it get stuck
He be racin’ on this track like it’s some Mario Kart
But, baby, little do he know, I’m tryna hold in a fart
I go French for the dick, oui oui baguette
He got Grindr, bitch, your man’s a faggot
(Like…)

Your man fuck me on the low
Yeah, your man fuckin’ me on the low
Yeah, your man fuck me on the low
Your man fuck me on the low

Oh, this silly bitch didn’t know her man is a DL
He listens to Lana Del Rey, how the fuck could you not tell?
He all up in my bed
Yeah, he takin’ off his belt
When he fuck me, I’mma try my best not to scream or yell

(I want me some dick, okay?! I’m horny! I want some dick! Damn!)

Coconut mall, yeah, I’m grippin’ them balls, he-
Coconut mall, yeah, I’m grippin’ them balls, he-
Coconut mall, yeah, I’m grippin’ them balls, he-
Coconut mall
I’m the coconut doll

Your man fuck me on the low
Yeah, your man fuckin’ me on the low
Yeah, your man fuck me on the low
Your man fuck me on the low

COCONUT DOLL

PROD. SAURON

[CHORUS]
GIMME DEM BANDS, GIMME DEM PESOS
HE DO WHAT I COMMAND, HE DO WHAT I SAY SO
***** TAKE ME SHOPPING, ***** HAVE ME POPPING
***** IF YOU LIKE ME, THEN YOU BETTER COP IT
GIMME DEM BANDS, GIMME DEM PESOS
HE DO WHAT I COMMAND, HE DO WHAT I SAY SO
***** TAKE ME SHOPPING, ***** HAVE ME POPPING
***** IF YOU LIKE ME, THEN YOU BETTER COP IT

[VERSE 1: KEON]
MY MONEY ON BLUE, GET A CLUE, FOUND A PAW PRINT
BROKE BITCHES NEED TO WIPE IT UP, JUST STOP IT
REAL COLD BITCH, BUT MY NAME AIN’T TINA
I ROCK THAT ***** BOAT LIKE MY NAME IS AALIYAH
SKINNY BODY, GINGER HAIR, BITCH, I’M ON ZOE
TO THIS DAY I KNOW BITCHES HATIN’, AND THEY DON’T KNOW ME
YOU ****** IRRITATE ME SO I’M SINGLE, CUS Y’ALL BLOW ME
AND THAT ***** SAY HE LOVE ME BUT I’M JUST LIKE, SHOW ME..?

[VERSE 2: GRANT]
I SAID ‘GIMME DEM BANDS BEFORE YOU HOLD MY HAND’
BASKIN’ IN THE SUN, A BITCH ABOUT TO CATCH A TAN
IT’S A WRAP FOR YOU BITCHES LIKE SARAN
SHE’S TALKIN’ ‘BOUT ME IN HER SONG,
I DIDN’T KNOW I HAD SO MANY FANS
I HAVE SO MANY FANS, THESE BITCHES LOVE ME
NO, I DON’T WANT HIS DIRTY DICK, I WANT HIS MONEY
CHASE THE BAG LIKE A BEE SEARCHING FOR THE HONEY
GIMME DEM CREDIT CARD DIGITS, I’M NOT BEIN’ FUNNY
ME AND MY GIRLS, YEAH, MY GIRLS AND I
WE STOPPIN’ AT EVERY DESIGNER STORE, WHAT WE LIKE, WE BUY
GUCCI, LOUIS, FENDI, PRADA, DIOR, CHANEL, PLAYIN’ I SPY
I TELL HIM WHAT I WANT AND HE GON’ COMPLY
(HE FUCKIN’ BETTER)
IF HE WANNA HIT, HE GON’ HAVE TO BUY ME SHIT
I’M SO HOT, GOTTA WEAR MITTS, HE STARIN’ AT MY D-CUP TITS
FLY ME OUT ON TRIPS, THOUSAND-DOLLAR GIFTS
WHEN HE GET THIS PUSSY, HE AIN’T EVER GONNA WANNA QUIT!

[OUTRO]
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH YEAH YEAH
SAURON ON THE BEAT
G-R-A-N-T

BANDS RMX

PROD. SAURON

I’MMA STEAL YA MAN LIKE A KIA OR A HYUNDAI
I BE GIVING FENTY LIKE I’M PHRESH OFF THE RUNWAY
HE BEEN KISSIN’ ALL UP ON ME, HE GOT LIPS LIKE SOFT CLAY
HE GON’ EAT THIS PUSSY OUT, TASTE JUST LIKE A SUNDAE

THESE BITCHES THINKIN’ THAT THEY ON MY LEVEL
YOUR MAN GASSIN’ ME UP LIKE A PEDAL
YOU SNEAK DISSIN’, DO YOU WANT A MEDAL?
YOU LIVIN’ IN A GLASS HOUSE WHILE YOU THROWIN’ PEBBLES
 HE CALL ME YOUNG AND BEAUTIFUL LIKE LANA
HE TREATIN’ ME LIKE I’M A PRIMADONNA
HE GOT ME WEARIN’ DOLCE & GABBANA
HE FUCK ME EVERY SINGLE NIGHT AND YOU AIN’T GETTIN’ NADA

YOU HIS SIDE BITCH, I’M CLEARLY HIS MAIN
I’MMA NEED YO’ UGLY ASS TO STAY IN YO’ FUCKIN’ LANE
HE GO CRAZY ON THIS PUSSY, YEAH, MY CAT GETTIN’ TAMED
HE GIVE YOU ATTENTION, HE GIVE ME MONEY, WE AIN’T THE SAME!

STEAL YA MAN

[CHORUS]
SKIN TIGHT BALMAIN CROP ON MY TITS LOOK AT MY WAIST, NO CORSET, BUT I LOOK DELICIOUS, GIVE IT A TASTE THESE BITCHES MUGS SHOT, BUT I’M PRETTY, LOOK AT MY FACE YOU DON'T WANT SMOKE, CUS MY BLUNTS IS ALL LACE

[VERSE 1: KEON]
THE WAY I DOG THESE BITCHES, YOU WOULD THINK I’M FROM THE PETS 2 THESE BITCHES COPYING ME, I CALL ‘EM MY PETS, TOO YOU COULDN’T BE ME, CUS THIS FLOW IS WETTER BITCH SAME OUTFIT, SAME HAIR, AND I’M BETTER BITCH
JET BLACK ON MY DASH, WATCH ME CASH OUT SNOW WHITE DOWN MY ASS, MAKE ‘EM PASS OUT PINK DIAMONDS ON MY TOES, BITCH, I FLASH OUT I’M THE KING OF THIS SHIT, NOW WATCH ME BACH OUT
TITTIES ON PAMELA, MONEY ON SHAQ HEIGHT MUG ON HAND IT UP, CUS I ARCH MY BACK RIGHT SKIN ON TRANSPARENT, CUS A BITCH EAT RIGHT, AND I’M ALSO TALENTED, MY BEATS AND MY MUSIC TIGHT
SAY HE WANNA UH, BUT I GOT A BAG TO MAKE THIS RAPPING SHIT IS EASY, CARTWHEELS, PATTYCAKE WORD TO TAE MARI, BITCH, I DO THIS SHIT SO EASY 1K IN LESS THAN A WEEK, MEANWHILE YOUR STREAMS ARE MEASLY!

[VERSE 2: GRANT]
YO
I’MMA POP MY PUSSY FOR THE CASH LIKE I’M EVIE LENZ I’MMA PULL UP TO THE SPOT IN MY MERCEDES BENZ
I’M YOUR FUCKIN’ INSPIRATION, SETTIN’ ALL THESE TRENDS
CREDIT PAST DUE, I’MMA NEED MY FUCKIN’ TENS
BITCHES GOT REAL NASTY WHEN I RIPPED THE SLIT LIKE ARCA
SHE YAPPIN’ IN MY EAR, GO FIND A TREE TO BARK UP
SMOKIN’ ALL YOU BITCHES, CALL THAT A SPARK UP
I GOT BARS LIKE IRON… MAN, MY WORDPLAY TONY STARK’D UP
COLLECT THESE HOES LIKE TRADING CARDS, THESE BITCHES IS MY FUCKIN’ DAUGHTERS 
SHE THINK SHE SCHOOLIN’ BITCHES, EVERYBODY KNOWS I TAUGHT HER
BOTTOM OF THE FOOD CHAIN, BITCHES GETTIN’ SLAUGHTERED
I GOT HER SWEATIN’, CAN SOMEBODY BRING THIS BITCH SOME WATER? PUSSY ON PINK, SAPPHIRE ON BLUE
SHE BE WEARING YELLOW PLAID, SHE AIN’T GOT A CLUE
I’M MAKIN’ MONEY MOVES, SHE STILL AS A STATUE,
AND HER MAN BE FUCKIN’ ME GOOD, HE MAKE ME NUT, CASHEW

[OUTRO]
BUT I LOOK DELICIOUS!
BUT I LOOK DELICIOUS!
G-R-A-N-T

DELICIOUS RMX

PROD. SAURON

[CHORUS]
THESE BITCHES WANNA BE ME, I’M THE CENTER OF ATTENTION
I’M HER HOMEROOM TEACHER, I’MMA PUT HER IN DETENTION
HER MUG IS HIT AS FUCK, UNLIKE HER SONGS, AND DID I MENTION? I’M HER CREATOR, SHE MY INVENTION
UH
GOT MY GIRLS BEHIND ME IN CASE YOU WANNA GET BUCK
HE DON’T WANT YOU, BITCH, HE USED YOU FOR A QUICK FUCK
MY ENGAGEMENT CLIMBIN’, YOU IN QUICKSAND, STUCK
IF YOU WANNA COMPETE, YOU’LL NEED SOME GOOD LUCK

[VERSE 1: GRANT]
YO
I’MMA WISH HER GOOD LUCK LIKE SHE CHARLIE DUNCAN
I BE GIVIN’ STARBUCKS PUSSY WHILE SHE CHARLI’S DUNKIN’
HER CAREER LIKE THE TITANIC, YEAH, THAT SHIP DONE SUNK IN
HER MAN PLAY HER LIKE A GAME, FRIDAY NIGHTS HE FUNKIN’
SERVIN’ BODY, WAIST ON THIN, CALL ME BRANDY MELVILLE
SERVIN’ FACE, I’M SO HOT, ‘BOUT A MILLION SCOVILLES
SERVIN’ BETTER THAN YOU, BITCH, YOU KNOW THE DRILL
YOU BALD-HEADED AND FAT NOW, TOO; DR. PHIL

[VERSE 2: MUSÈ]
LOOKIN’ LIKE MISS LOHAN
I GET DOWN LIKE LOW HANDS
THAT’S YO’ *****, BUT WE STAY TOGETHER, AND WE PASS YOU WHILE WE HOLD HANDS
BITCHES DISSIN’ AND MISSIN’, BARS IS ON NEMO
AND THIS PUSSY THERAPY, DR. PHIL, AND IT’S BALD, CHEMO
WHAT THE FUCK? LIKE, HUH?
WHO TOLD BITCHES THEY WAS BAD ENOUGH?
BODY HELLA SKINNY, BUT MY POCKETS OREO, DOUBLE STUF
I’M THE BIG SHOW, NO WRESTLER
BITCHES MAD CUS THEY CAN’T HANDLE HER
HOT BITCH DON’T COOL, NO FAN WIT’ HER
MAKIN’ MOVIES, ADAM SANDLER
(CASHVILLE FOREVA)

GOOD LUCK

PROD. SAURON

[CHORUS]
PUSHED MY PEN SO HARD, I MUSTA SPILLED THE INK OUT
THESE BITCHES CARBON COPIES, NOBODY CAN THINK OUT…SIDE THE BOX
WEATHER FRIDAY LIKE IT’S PINK OUT
SHE DITCH HER RAP CAREER FOR PLUMBIN’, DRAININ’ SINKS OUT

[VERSE]
CALL ME BRITNEY, ‘CAUSE THESE DLs WANT A PIECE OF ME
LOOKIN’ SO SEXY IN MY JNCOs AND MY BABY TEE
(YEAH)
CADILLAC SUV, LDR ON CD
I GOT THIS HATIN’ BITCH SO ENVIOUS, SHE SEEIN’ GREEN
ON A SAURON BEAT, YOU KNOW I’MMA SLIDE
CERTIFIED RAP BITCH ENDER, DON’T KNOW WHY SHE EVEN TRIED
RIDE OR DIE, I’M LOYAL AND MY PUSSY SWEETER THAN PIE
I’M NEW YORK, SHE GEMMA, SOMEONE LIED TO HER SEVERAL TIMES
(WHAT?)
JUICY PUSSY, TWO FLAPS LIKE A STEAK ’N SHAKE DOUBLE
PUT HER MISBEHAVIN’ ASS IN TIMEOUT, SHE IN TROUBLE
I DON’T FUCK WITH THAT NEGATIVE ENERGY, GET OUT MY BUBBLE
WHY SHE CALL HERSELF BARBIE WHEN SHE STILL GOT THAT STUBBLE?
(CATCH IT)
SHE SAY SHE THE SHIT, BUT SHE AIN’T EVEN IN THE FUCKIN’ STALL
WE AIN’T TOE TO TOE, BITCH, SHE AIN’T SEEIN’ ME AT FUCKIN’ ALL
SHE SAY THIS AND THAT, BITCH, SHE CAN ARGUE WITH THE FUCKIN’ WALL
SHE DONE AND OVER WITH, EXPIRED, RECALLED

[OUTRO]
I’M STEPPIN’ OUT!!!

OUT!!!

PROD. KEON AMIRI

[CHORUS]
YOU A B.O.Y. ‘CAUSE (B)ITCH, I (O)WN (Y)OU
I GET A BAG, I DO EVERYTHING YOU CAN’T DO
YOU CAN’T PRONOUNCE THE DESIGNER UP ON MY CUSTOM SHOE
YOU CAN BARELY GET HIS DICK UP, I GOT HIS FUCKIN’ BALLS BLUE

[VERSE 1]
YOU A BOY, BITCH, YOU’RE MANLY, I AIN’T SEEIN’ NO FEMME
YOU BROKE AS FUCK, WALLET EMPTY, I AIN’T SEEIN’ NO Ms
YOU THINK YOU MAKIN’ ME SICK, BUT I AIN’T SEEIN’ NO PHLEGM
MY TAYLOR/TAILOR ON SWIFT, GET BACK TO STITCHIN’ MY HEMS
DENIM VON DUTCH MINI SKIRT LIKE I’M ALEX CONSANI
YEAH, MY PUSSY PH BALANCED, YOU BE GIVIN’ DASANI
ASS AND TITTIES HALF MY WEIGHT, WAIST SYNCHED, BODY SCRAWNY
NYLON BAG IS PRADA, AND THIS SILK TOP ARMANI

[VERSE 2]
BET YOU HOES NEVER THOUGHT I’D TOUCH A JERK BEAT
STEP YO’ COOKIES RIGHT ON UP, I AIN’T FEELIN’ NO HEAT
YOU MY FUCKIN’ SON, GOTTA PUT YO’ ASS IN A CAR SEAT
TRY TO GO AGAINST ME, I’LL HAVE YO’ ASS ON THE CONCRETE
BE SO FUCKIN’ SERIOUS, YOU BITCHES IS DELIRIOUS
I MOTHERED SO HARD, MUST BE WHY I MISSED MY PERIOD
EASILY KICKIN’ BITCHES OUT THEY SPOTS, I’M TALKIN’ OFF THE GRID
ALWAYS GON’ BE THE FINAL GIRL, I’M TALKIN’ GAME OF SQUID, BITCH

[OUTRO]
YOU A WEAK ASS MOTHAFUCKIN’ BOY, BITCH! GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY FACE, LIKE…

B.O.Y.

PROD. CYRUSXO!

[INTRO]
HOE, I’M YO’ FATHER FIGURE

[CHORUS]
FATHER FIGURE LIKE PARENTAL
BIRTHED YOU BITCHES, ACCIDENTAL
MY FLOW SO ILL, I GO MENTAL
HOE, I’M YO’ FATHER FIGURE

[VERSE 1]
I’M AUTHENTIC, YOU SYNTHETIC
I’M A BOSS BITCH, YOU PATHETIC
I GET VIOLENT, YOU DOMESTIC
I’M THE SHIT, HOE, YOU THE SEPTIC
WHO IS THIS BITCH? I DON’T KNOW HER
YOU GO LOW, I GO LOWER
YO’ ASS GRASS, I’M THE MOWER
TALK SHIT, IT’S MORE EXPOSURE
(HA HA HA HA!)
I’MMA HAVE THESE BITCHES TOOTHLESS LIKE TINA
I’M WASHIN’ THESE HOES, YEAH, THESE BITCHES AIN’T NEVER BEEN CLEANER
I’M GENERAL TSO’S, YEAH, MY BODY IS HOT LIKE A STEAMER
WE NOT TOE TO TOE, I’M UP-AND-COMIN’, YOU A MU’FUCKIN’ DREAMER
(UH HUH, UH HUH)

[VERSE 2]
WHEN I POP OUT, I’M STUNTIN’
WHEN HE FUCK ME, HE GRUNTIN’
I’M A BAD BITCH, I’M CUNTIN’
YO’ MAN WANT ME, HE FRONTIN’
AH, YOU MAD, GET YO’ LICK BACK
(AHHH, YOU MAD!)
EAT YOU UP LIKE IT’S SHAKE SHACK
RUN YO’ ASS LIKE A RACETRACK
MAYBACH
WENT ON HIATUS BUT STILL PULLIN’ NUMBERS
DIRTY BITCHES GOOD FOR NOTHIN’, EATIN’ UP DICK LIKE CUCUMBERS
YO’ MUSIC SO BORIN’, THAT SHIT ‘BOUT TO SEND ME INTO SLUMBER
I’M TOPPIN’ ALL OF THESE CHARTS, THESE BITCHES BUBBLIN’ UNDER
ONE-HIT WONDERS

[OUTRO]
HOE, I’M YO’ FATHER FIGURE
HOE, I’M YO’ FATHER FIGURE

Father Figure

feat. @itsleeho
prod. @splurcetti

☆ INTRO ☆
IT BE BITCHES THAT WILL REALLY MAKE UP IN THEY HEAD THEY BEEFIN’ WIT’ YOU
YOU AIN’T EVEN BAD, BITCH, AND YOU THINK I’M BEEFIN’ WIT’ YOU?
COME ON NOW, WIT’ YO RAGGEDY ASS, LIKE…

☆ CHORUS ☆
BABYGIRL, YOU A HAS-BEEN, THAT’S JUST A FACT
WASHED UP, DRIED OUT, OLD NEWS, ANCIENT ARTIFACT
YEAH, EVEN WIT’ A FEATURE, 1K STREAMS, YOU STRUGGLE TO CRACK
YOU POSIN’ WIT’ ALL THAT DESIGNER JUST TO TAKE THAT SHIT BACK

☆ VERSE 1: GRANT ☆
I AIN’T BEEFIN’ WIT’ AN UNKNOWN,
LIKE, GET THE FUCK ON
I’M #1, I BEEN SET IN STONE,
CAN’T SIT ON MY THRONE
YOU STUPID HOES THINK YOU CAN COMPETE?
AIN’T GOT SHIT ON ME
I’M WHO YOU BITCHES DYIN’ TO BE,
LET Y’ALL REST IN PEACE
YEAH
YOU PUTTIN’ OUT ALL’A THESE FREESTYLES BUT CAN’T WRITE A HOOK (UH)
I’M STEALIN’ SPOTS LEFT AND RIGHT, MIGHT AS WELL CALL ME A CROOK (UH)
YOU FEELIN’ HIT, BITCH, I’M UNTOUCHED, YOU MISSED THE SHOTS YOU TOOK
SHIT-TALKIN’ ON STORIES LIKE I WON’T READ YO’ ASS DOWN LIKE A BOOK-OOK
CLAIMIN’ DOLL, BUT I BEEN BRAT (UH HUH)
THINK YOU SPIT, BUT I BEEN SPAT (OKAY)
THINK YOU BAD, BUT I BEEN THAT
COME OUTSIDE, WHERE YOU BEEN AT?
MAKIN’ MILLS, AND I AIN’T MEEK (YEP)
TRY TO COPY MY TECHNIQUE (YEP)
TRY TO DISS, BITCH, YO’ BARS WEAK
YOU CAN’T RAP, CLOSE THAT DAMN BEAK
YOU NOTHIN’ BUT A LOSER
SLID ON THIS BEAT LIKE ABUSER
PEN MORE LETHAL THAN A TUMOR
DON’T FUCK WITH ME, I GOT SHOOTERS
IF YOU HATIN’, THEN YOU UGLY,
‘CAUSE PRETTY BITCHES, THEY LOVE ME
YOU JUST MAD THAT I GET MONEY
YOU SITTIN’ FAT, BROKE AND BUMMY

☆ VERSE 2: LEE VENETA ☆
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT, WAIT
(HADOUKEN!)
WAIT UP, HOL’ ON, YOU BITCHES UNKNOWN, WAIT, HOL’ UP, UH
YOU TAKE IT BACK, YOU KEEP THE TAG ON, WAIT, HOL’ UP, UH
TALKIN’ DESIGNER, YOU DON’T GOT A HOME
WAIT, HAHAHA…
YOU BITCHES BUMMY AND Y’ALL BRO-O-OKE
GET YO’ MOUTH OFF HER PUSH POP RAP BITCHES TRYNA PUSH POP
THAT NEW SINGLE THAT YOU DROPPED,
TRYNA PUSH IT, BITCH, BUT IT WON’T POP
GOT YO’ DROP JUST TO LET YOU KNOW, BITCH
POW POW, BITCH, I’LL LET IT BLOW
DO MY MONEY DANCE ON A BUMMY HOE
HUH, HOL’ UP, BITCH, I NEVER LET IT GO
I CARRY, I CARRIE, I LAY ‘EM UNDER-WOOD
SOMEBODY GO CHECK UP ON THAT DUMMY HOE, LIKE, IS SHE GOOD?
THEY RIDE MY WAVE, I’M RADICAL
YOU ON A THIN LINE, DIAGONAL
THIS WASHED UP BUM HOE THINK SHE SEA-IN’ ME ON THAT ARIEL 
DID Y’ALL GET THAT? Y’ALL DIDN’T GET THAT?
GO REWIND, I AIN’T FINNA GO REPEAT THAT (HOL’ ON!)
SHE STILL TALKIN’, FINNA GO BEAT THAT
BITCHES ON YOUR MOODBOARD, YOU WILL NEVER BE THAT
A-A-ANYTHING IN YO’ WISHLIST, I BEEN HAD IT
BITCH, I’M BOMB, BIN LADEN
YOU BITCHES IS JUST SOME HAS-BEENS!
(LET’S KEEP IT REAL! ALL’A YOU BITCHES IS HAS-BEENS!)

☆ BRIDGE ☆
NOW, BITCHES REALLY OUT HERE THINKIN’ I’M WORRIED ‘BOUT SOME LIL’ ASS GIRL, LIKE…
SHUT YO’ DUMB ASSES THE FUCK UP, LIKE…
THINKIN’ YOU CAN SIT OVER HERE WIT’ ME AND LEE, LIKE…
BUNCH OF FUCKIN’ HAS-BEENS
NO MUG, NO BANDS, AND NO FUCKIN’ HITS
LET ME KNOW THE LAST TIME YOU HAD A FUCKIN’ HIT…
OH OKAY! OH OKAY.

HAS-BEEN

prod. ManuGTB

: ¨ ·.· ¨ :
 ` ·.  Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh
Stand up (stand up)
Stand up (stand up)
Stand up (stand up)
Stand up (stand up)
Stand up (stand up)
Stand up (stand up)
Stand up
Okay

[Verse 1]
I’m back up in this bitch, I’m the star of the show
You a one-trick pony, yo’ clown ass gotta go,
and let me tell you bitches somethin’, I know one thing for sho’,
is you ain’t outdoin’ the doer, dumbass mu’fuckin’ hoes
Sonnin’ bitches every season (Uh-huh)
Got that airy flow 24/7, easy breezin’
Hirin’ ghostwriters, these bitches can’t push they own Ps in (Nah)
Back from hiatus, y’all still gon’ tune in with no teasin’
Diamond wrist on freezin’
They watch me like Mojo
No Tana, no skin tone
Yo’ man up in my phone
He mine, bitch, no redstone
These fags paint, Picasso
Y’all sell hole like Costco
Can’t reheat my nachos
I can’t crack, I’m too code
Got ‘em fiendin’ for a new song, I be puttin’ crack in ‘em
Yes, bitch, it’s python on the bag, but I’m the one that spit venom
He gas me up like Texaco, but it’s Diesel on my denim
These boys be claimin’ that they straight, but we all been knew I bent ‘em (Bitch)

[Chorus]
Pick your face up off the floor, bitch, stand up
Talkin’ ‘bout some commas, you ain’t even pick a band up
Talkin’ ‘bout fades, but got yo’ ass beat when I ran up
Broke ugly bitches really just cannot fuck with Grant, huh?

[Verse 2]
(Mwah)
Got my tits up in yo’ man’s face
You look crazy, lil’ bitch, quit makin’ that face
Mind ya business, hoe! Stay in a child’s place
That’s why your career in a casket, you a closed case (Aww)
I be slappin’ hoes around, left to right, up and down
Drop ‘em in that boiling water, burn ‘em up, let ‘em drown
Bitches copy what I do, what I wear, how I sound
I ain’t beefin’ with yo’ big ass, why yo’ stomach hangin’ out? (Ew)
I be moggin’ bitches
Walkin’ terriers, way I be doggin’ bitches
Whoopin’ derrières, I be eggnoggin’ bitches
Ride this beat like a wave, I be soggin’ bitches
Shitty cloggin’ bitches (Uh)
Nobody checkin’ for yo’ ass, you’s irrelevant
Startin’ shit with me is just stupid, you unintelligent
I don’t argue with brokie bitches, I’m way too elegant
Read the room, fuckin’ fat ass, you an elephant
(Oh)

STAND UP

'STAND UP' OUT NOW (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.ﾟ

GRANT

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