F*ck it, I'ma run up this shit
I'm a son of a bitch, don't call me a dick, just suck it
Friend of me, I ain't done with this shit
Till all my enemies kick buckets
Slice em up with the cutlass
Talking nice, leave em tongueless
No Novocain, don't numb it
Feed em rage, mmm scrumptious, I got more pain coming
Wait, f*ck it, buckets
You're shooting free throws and missing
I'm shooting backwards threes and swishing
I'm balling, Pippin, you falling, slipping
F*ck your opinion, I hope you offended
I'm back from the dead, they wish I was kidding
Truth is, they couldn't find a coffin
Big enough to fit my balls and dick in
Bitches
Slow incision, show precision
No intention to leave none left
When I'm coming for your motherf*cking neck
Like you stole my necklace, so possessive
Hold my seconds like you know my exes
Yeah, f*ck bitches, you know I'm sexist
You know my message, you know I'm reckless
Now check this, uh
This shit should not be this fun
Feels like I'm coming undone
Quick, get the gun
Put his ass down before he runs
Look, boy got more heat than the sun
Talkin bout doubts I got none
Bitch, I'm the one in your girl's lips like a blunt
Say about me what you want
Bodied, what the f*ck is fear
When I look in the mirror and see these battle scars on my body
Tell me what the f*ck you hear when I don't make it clear
Hope you get the message, it ain't foggy
Voices clear, no disembodied
Dissing me, you getting bodied
I'm off the ship, no Anunnaki
Yeah, I'm out this bitch, no one can stop me
Misogynist is what they call me
I don't give a shit, these chicks is sloppy
Stop it, please get off me, do you copy
Ain't no bitch allowed in this Bugatti
I just wanna piss you off
Just know that it gets me off
Just know this MC raw, you think this clip empty
Nah, f*ck it
F*ck it, I'ma run up this shit
I'm a son of a bitch, don't call me a dick, just suck it
Friend of me, I ain't done with this shit
Till all my enemies kick buckets
Slice em up with the cutlass
Talking nice, leave em tongueless
No Novocain, don't numb it
Feed em rage, mmm scrumptious, I got more pain coming
Wait, f*ck it, buckets
You're shooting free throws and missing
I'm shooting backwards threes and swishing
I'm balling, Pippin, you falling, slipping
F*ck your opinion, I hope you offended
I'm back from the dead, they wish I was kidding
Truth is, they couldn't find a coffin
Big enough to fit my balls and dick in
Bitches
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English
F*ck it, I'ma run up this shit
I'm a son of a bitch, don't call me a dick, just suck it
Friend of me, I ain't done with this shit
Till all my enemies kick buckets
Slice em up with the cutlass
Talking nice, leave em tongueless
No Novocain, don't numb it
Feed em rage, mmm scrumptious, I got more pain coming
Wait, f*ck it, buckets
You're shooting free throws and missing
I'm shooting backwards threes and swishing
I'm balling, Pippin, you falling, slipping
F*ck your opinion, I hope you offended
I'm back from the dead, they wish I was kidding
Truth is, they couldn't find a coffin
Big enough to fit my balls and dick in
Bitches
Slow incision, show precision
No intention to leave none left
When I'm coming for your motherf*cking neck
Like you stole my necklace, so possessive
Hold my seconds like you know my exes
Yeah, f*ck bitches, you know I'm sexist
You know my message, you know I'm reckless
Now check this, uh
This shit should not be this fun
Feels like I'm coming undone
Quick, get the gun
Put his ass down before he runs
Look, boy got more heat than the sun
Talkin bout doubts I got none
Bitch, I'm the one in your girl's lips like a blunt
Say about me what you want
Bodied, what the f*ck is fear
When I look in the mirror and see these battle scars on my body
Tell me what the f*ck you hear when I don't make it clear
Hope you get the message, it ain't foggy
Voices clear, no disembodied
Dissing me, you getting bodied
I'm off the ship, no Anunnaki
Yeah, I'm out this bitch, no one can stop me
Misogynist is what they call me
I don't give a shit, these chicks is sloppy
Stop it, please get off me, do you copy
Ain't no bitch allowed in this Bugatti
I just wanna piss you off
Just know that it gets me off
Just know this MC raw, you think this clip empty
Nah, f*ck it
F*ck it, I'ma run up this shit
I'm a son of a bitch, don't call me a dick, just suck it
Friend of me, I ain't done with this shit
Till all my enemies kick buckets
Slice em up with the cutlass
Talking nice, leave em tongueless
No Novocain, don't numb it
Feed em rage, mmm scrumptious, I got more pain coming
Wait, f*ck it, buckets
You're shooting free throws and missing
I'm shooting backwards threes and swishing
I'm balling, Pippin, you falling, slipping
F*ck your opinion, I hope you offended
I'm back from the dead, they wish I was kidding
Truth is, they couldn't find a coffin
Big enough to fit my balls and dick in
Bitches
I'm a son of a bitch, don't call me a dick, just suck it
Friend of me, I ain't done with this shit
Till all my enemies kick buckets
Slice em up with the cutlass
Talking nice, leave em tongueless
No Novocain, don't numb it
Feed em rage, mmm scrumptious, I got more pain coming
Wait, f*ck it, buckets
You're shooting free throws and missing
I'm shooting backwards threes and swishing
I'm balling, Pippin, you falling, slipping
F*ck your opinion, I hope you offended
I'm back from the dead, they wish I was kidding
Truth is, they couldn't find a coffin
Big enough to fit my balls and dick in
Bitches
Slow incision, show precision
No intention to leave none left
When I'm coming for your motherf*cking neck
Like you stole my necklace, so possessive
Hold my seconds like you know my exes
Yeah, f*ck bitches, you know I'm sexist
You know my message, you know I'm reckless
Now check this, uh
This shit should not be this fun
Feels like I'm coming undone
Quick, get the gun
Put his ass down before he runs
Look, boy got more heat than the sun
Talkin bout doubts I got none
Bitch, I'm the one in your girl's lips like a blunt
Say about me what you want
Bodied, what the f*ck is fear
When I look in the mirror and see these battle scars on my body
Tell me what the f*ck you hear when I don't make it clear
Hope you get the message, it ain't foggy
Voices clear, no disembodied
Dissing me, you getting bodied
I'm off the ship, no Anunnaki
Yeah, I'm out this bitch, no one can stop me
Misogynist is what they call me
I don't give a shit, these chicks is sloppy
Stop it, please get off me, do you copy
Ain't no bitch allowed in this Bugatti
I just wanna piss you off
Just know that it gets me off
Just know this MC raw, you think this clip empty
Nah, f*ck it
F*ck it, I'ma run up this shit
I'm a son of a bitch, don't call me a dick, just suck it
Friend of me, I ain't done with this shit
Till all my enemies kick buckets
Slice em up with the cutlass
Talking nice, leave em tongueless
No Novocain, don't numb it
Feed em rage, mmm scrumptious, I got more pain coming
Wait, f*ck it, buckets
You're shooting free throws and missing
I'm shooting backwards threes and swishing
I'm balling, Pippin, you falling, slipping
F*ck your opinion, I hope you offended
I'm back from the dead, they wish I was kidding
Truth is, they couldn't find a coffin
Big enough to fit my balls and dick in
Bitches
Writer: Brandon Bruyette
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid