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I Am The Shit Video (MV)




Performed By: El David
Language: English
Length: 2:14
Written by: El David




El David - I Am The Shit Lyrics
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(Yeah, money made me taller, like damn, money made me taller, on God)
Money made me taller
Five foot eight, I done turned to a baller
Ain't no grown man, but she call me father
Can't cheat on her, this bitch gettin' smarter
Can cheat on her, this bitch really clueless
Punchin' his throat, like E, I am ruthless
(Damn, punchin' his throat, on bro I am ruthless)
Handicapped f*ck, we call yo' ass useless
Blew up his house, we left his ass roofless
(Damn, f*ck!)
Thought he got 'xotic, I just laced his pot
Stargazing bitch, I feel like I'm Scott
Knock his dreads off, we cut off his mop
Got the boy cryin', we f*ckin' his bop
F*ck a backshot, I'll hit this bitch diagonal
Clean with the fit, I'm lookin' impeccable
Bars on bars, this shit feelin' casual
Buff ass ese, but I'm still a natural
Don't need a K, beat his ass with a stick
Youngest in charge, I been in the mix
She f*ckin' me, 'cause she seen the kicks
Been doin' fraud, ain't f*ckin' with bricks
Ain't f*cking broads, ain't f*cking with hoes
One of one bitch, I'm bound to be chose
2024, the year I do shows
Need me a Rubi, I need me a Rose
Middle finger up, you know that's my pose
Just like my clothes, got so many flows
Nasty ass bitch, she don't paint her toes
One year tops, my shit gon be froze
One year tops, my shit gon be froze
One year tops, my shit gon be froze
One year tops, my shit gon be froze
I'm a Point God, just like Chris Paul
Try to diss me, you talkin' to a wall
(Damn!)
You a zesty f*ck, just like RuPaul
Bought the new season, just got me a haul
(Damn, I just got me a haul)
I am the shit, look around, you see flies
Whole gang federal, y'all be like mice
See it, I buy it, ain't got to see price
Ice'd up bitch and I'm talkin' spice
(Ice'd up bitch and I'm talkin' spice)
Thought he got 'xotic, I just laced his pot
Stargazing bitch, I feel like I'm Scott
Knock his dreads off, we cut off his mop
Got the boy cryin', we f*ckin' his bop
F*ck a backshot, I'll hit this bitch diagonal
Clean with the fit, I'm lookin' impeccable
Bars on bars, this shit feelin' casual
Buff ass ese, but I'm still a natural
Don't need a K, beat his ass with a stick
Youngest in charge, I been in the mix
She f*ckin' me, 'cause she seen the kicks
Been doin' fraud, ain't f*ckin' with bricks
(Yeah, it's Young Hawks on that bitch)
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(Yeah, money made me taller, like damn, money made me taller, on God)
Money made me taller
Five foot eight, I done turned to a baller
Ain't no grown man, but she call me father
Can't cheat on her, this bitch gettin' smarter
Can cheat on her, this bitch really clueless
Punchin' his throat, like E, I am ruthless
(Damn, punchin' his throat, on bro I am ruthless)
Handicapped f*ck, we call yo' ass useless
Blew up his house, we left his ass roofless
(Damn, f*ck!)
Thought he got 'xotic, I just laced his pot
Stargazing bitch, I feel like I'm Scott
Knock his dreads off, we cut off his mop
Got the boy cryin', we f*ckin' his bop
F*ck a backshot, I'll hit this bitch diagonal
Clean with the fit, I'm lookin' impeccable
Bars on bars, this shit feelin' casual
Buff ass ese, but I'm still a natural
Don't need a K, beat his ass with a stick
Youngest in charge, I been in the mix
She f*ckin' me, 'cause she seen the kicks
Been doin' fraud, ain't f*ckin' with bricks
Ain't f*cking broads, ain't f*cking with hoes
One of one bitch, I'm bound to be chose
2024, the year I do shows
Need me a Rubi, I need me a Rose
Middle finger up, you know that's my pose
Just like my clothes, got so many flows
Nasty ass bitch, she don't paint her toes
One year tops, my shit gon be froze
One year tops, my shit gon be froze
One year tops, my shit gon be froze
One year tops, my shit gon be froze
I'm a Point God, just like Chris Paul
Try to diss me, you talkin' to a wall
(Damn!)
You a zesty f*ck, just like RuPaul
Bought the new season, just got me a haul
(Damn, I just got me a haul)
I am the shit, look around, you see flies
Whole gang federal, y'all be like mice
See it, I buy it, ain't got to see price
Ice'd up bitch and I'm talkin' spice
(Ice'd up bitch and I'm talkin' spice)
Thought he got 'xotic, I just laced his pot
Stargazing bitch, I feel like I'm Scott
Knock his dreads off, we cut off his mop
Got the boy cryin', we f*ckin' his bop
F*ck a backshot, I'll hit this bitch diagonal
Clean with the fit, I'm lookin' impeccable
Bars on bars, this shit feelin' casual
Buff ass ese, but I'm still a natural
Don't need a K, beat his ass with a stick
Youngest in charge, I been in the mix
She f*ckin' me, 'cause she seen the kicks
Been doin' fraud, ain't f*ckin' with bricks
(Yeah, it's Young Hawks on that bitch)
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