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[Intro]
(Hittin ass)
(Yeah)
[Verse 1]
Hating ass bitch,
stop that shit
And while you’re at it
get off my dick
(Back up quick)
Ain’t no room for you right now
’Bout to get some neck
on the way to get a new necklace
(Let’s go)
Gotta whole lotta hoes fresh out they teens
They rimming each other while I’m in between
Most of them twenty, and alright to me
You call ’em tens but I keep ’em clean
Don’t ask me no questions, just letting you know, I don’t do no stressin
I just let it go
The BS can miss me
I roll with that glizzy
If shit get fishy
Get the net and the pole
that’s caught with the stick
Any smarts you would dip or your carcass get ditched in a parking lot quick
Think Billboard I’m markin off hits
Your number one, time to start a new list
[Beat breath]
(Yeah just letting you know)
Hating ass bitch
(Im letting it go)
If shit gets fishy
(G g g g the net and the pole)
Time to start a new (list)
[Verse 2]
Runnin digits up, numbers crazy
(Don’t know how much, ain’t looked lately)
Mean mug on FaceTime but can’t face me
Say you on G time but dropped three dimes
(That’s thirty, I’m raisin)
Who you rushin, this America
(Learn some patience)
Now you a patient, whole team pacin
Breadwinner eight kids, who pay rent?
(Rhetorical, save it)
Hit was cheap, yeah I’m saved
(Call that a killer deal)
They spin the block, then send the bill
Split the blunt, with piff it’s filled
You hop off the hip, I drill
Pop won’t fly, we split the field
Catch it home, envelope sealed
Inside is your writtin will
[Outro ad-libs]
(Hittin ass)
(Let’s go)
(Yeah)
(Billboard)
(Huh)
[Verse]
Im Runnin them digits up, the numbers they going crazy Don’t even know how much, I ain’t looked at them lately
Yea you can Mean mug on the FaceTime but to coward to face me
Say you’re on G time but dropped three dimes
So the thirty, I’m raisin
Bitch who the fuck are you rushin,
this America Learn you some patience
Now you a patient, whole team was praising
Now there all pacing
You said you the breadwinner with like eight kids, who gone pay rent?
That was Rhetorical, so you can save it
Hit was affordable yea bitch I’m saving.
Call that a killer deal
They spin the block, then send the bill
Split the blunt, with piff it’s filled
You hip and you hop off the hip, I drill
That shit you Pop won’t fly, we split the field
Catching everything , envelope licked and sealed
Inside is your writtin will, best get inside
Shits getting real,
[Outro ad-libs]
(Hating ass)
(Letting you know)
Shit get fishy
(I’m letting it go)
(Billboard)
(Huh)
Details
GeneratedNov 9, 2025
Duration2:32
Style
Aggressive Dubstep with Powerful Bass Drops and Glitchy Beats, edm, rap, scratch, sound, metal, alternative rock
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