Don't gotta believe it
I'm a slime boy
Take the money and I'm leavin'
Hit em, got a white shirt
See em' bleedin'
Itchin' for the blues, in other words
Got a motherf*cka fiendin'
Sippin purple, in the double cup, it got me leanin'
Shit, gimme superpowers on the beat
I'm succeedin'
Threw me in a whole different genre, and I'm eatin' like some pasta
Exceedin'
Gotta reiterate
Cause you don't know the meaning
You gotta ticket for the short bus
Might wanna redeem it
Don't speak to me, lil' boy, cause I'm busy succeedin'
BigB, still got my stinger
Wanna test it? Hit em with my heater
I don't miss Derek Jeter
Bullets flyin' fast, like a cheetah
Surprised with yo fat ass, that you don't eat em
Ay, Ay, Ay
Glock in any hand, bitch
I'm locked in
Never take anything from me, I stay walkin'
My shit, best believe I'm the man, and I know it
Don't need a ghost writer, I'm a motherf*ckin' poet
Think I didn't notice
Every time you hop on a beat
You take it and you throw it
Can't take a bitch serious, and you know it
Always in my mentions
Askin' me to show it, some love bitch
F*ck up out my face
Where was you when I was low and felt a disgrace
Oh yeah, that's right
Let me not forget
You was tryna ride someone else's wave
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English
Don't gotta believe it
I'm a slime boy
Take the money and I'm leavin'
Hit em, got a white shirt
See em' bleedin'
Itchin' for the blues, in other words
Got a motherf*cka fiendin'
Sippin purple, in the double cup, it got me leanin'
Shit, gimme superpowers on the beat
I'm succeedin'
Threw me in a whole different genre, and I'm eatin' like some pasta
Exceedin'
Gotta reiterate
Cause you don't know the meaning
You gotta ticket for the short bus
Might wanna redeem it
Don't speak to me, lil' boy, cause I'm busy succeedin'
BigB, still got my stinger
Wanna test it? Hit em with my heater
I don't miss Derek Jeter
Bullets flyin' fast, like a cheetah
Surprised with yo fat ass, that you don't eat em
Ay, Ay, Ay
Glock in any hand, bitch
I'm locked in
Never take anything from me, I stay walkin'
My shit, best believe I'm the man, and I know it
Don't need a ghost writer, I'm a motherf*ckin' poet
Think I didn't notice
Every time you hop on a beat
You take it and you throw it
Can't take a bitch serious, and you know it
Always in my mentions
Askin' me to show it, some love bitch
F*ck up out my face
Where was you when I was low and felt a disgrace
Oh yeah, that's right
Let me not forget
You was tryna ride someone else's wave
I'm a slime boy
Take the money and I'm leavin'
Hit em, got a white shirt
See em' bleedin'
Itchin' for the blues, in other words
Got a motherf*cka fiendin'
Sippin purple, in the double cup, it got me leanin'
Shit, gimme superpowers on the beat
I'm succeedin'
Threw me in a whole different genre, and I'm eatin' like some pasta
Exceedin'
Gotta reiterate
Cause you don't know the meaning
You gotta ticket for the short bus
Might wanna redeem it
Don't speak to me, lil' boy, cause I'm busy succeedin'
BigB, still got my stinger
Wanna test it? Hit em with my heater
I don't miss Derek Jeter
Bullets flyin' fast, like a cheetah
Surprised with yo fat ass, that you don't eat em
Ay, Ay, Ay
Glock in any hand, bitch
I'm locked in
Never take anything from me, I stay walkin'
My shit, best believe I'm the man, and I know it
Don't need a ghost writer, I'm a motherf*ckin' poet
Think I didn't notice
Every time you hop on a beat
You take it and you throw it
Can't take a bitch serious, and you know it
Always in my mentions
Askin' me to show it, some love bitch
F*ck up out my face
Where was you when I was low and felt a disgrace
Oh yeah, that's right
Let me not forget
You was tryna ride someone else's wave
Writer: Brennen Henderson
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid