How much *** could a bad bitch suck
If a bad bitch could suck ***?
I splash like pools, I teach them students
Then I let 'em eat free lunch like school
Get up for the mission, get in position
I'm a suck it like Maggie Simpson
That gagging sounds explicit
Pull hard on my extensions, yeah
I gave head for a week or two
Went so long he was shocked like a Pikachu
And im on point, with a top like beetle do
I stay wide open like a jiggaboo
And the mascara is kinda poppin'
So a bitch ain't stoppin'
He shoots and then reloads
Tryna get it in the weave so I leap like toad
When I hit the stage it's always an encore.
You mad pressed bitches are just mediocre.
That doesn't even rhyme
I'm so much more sublime
You callin other people pressed
You have your own ****ing mess
Don't try to play with me
You'll get stung like a bee
Told these bitches, I done told these bitches
If you ****ing with my man, I'ma leave yo ass in stitches, yeah
On that witch ****, you could get your wig split
****ing with my man ya weave gon need new stitches yeah
Throwing bows, bitches better know
2-8-1-0-0-0-4 ho
Prom King more like fake bling
we know you don't have a real ring
you say things and blame things
saying bjs and vomitting are the same things
but m-f-er there not
thats the reason why your ass ain't hot
stay in dubai
try to the touch the sky
if you fall
I won't say bye bye
I go with a sigh
i warned him please
tell you get on your knees and say in lebanese
I'm sorry qmpierre you are right
you the best MC on the f-in mic
Prom King more like fake bling
we know you don't have a real ring
you say things and blame things
saying bjs and vomitting are the same things
but m-f-er there not
thats the reason why your ass ain't hot
stay in dubai
try to the touch the sky
if you fall
I won't say bye bye
I go with a sigh
i warned him please
tell you get on your knees and say in lebanese
I'm sorry qmpierre you are right
you the best MC on the f-in mic
You're pressed
So stressed
Thinkin about me
You wish you can be me
I'm da bawse so they just call me bawse. OH!
Y'all n***** and b****** ain't touching my game. OH!
My game so sick, better than GTA
I drive in my lambo
To **** u in my condo. OH!
That doesn't even rhyme
I'm so much more sublime
You callin other people pressed
You have your own ****ing mess
Don't try to play with me
You'll get stung like a bee
What a brilliant thread idea
Id rather be stung by a bee than always on my knees.
Not even brave bus can save you from rap.
Wishing your fave pop girl was trap like me.
You think your rhymes are hot
But trust me that **** is not
Wanna play the game
Come walk up in this flame
I'll show you that I run it
Hold up, let me get me get my blunt
so I can smoke you bitches out,
this **** is fun
You wanna come me
Come try it, but don't you run, papi
You stan for Perez Hilton!
What kind of taste?
I rap so loud
You cant even hear the bass
And you call yourself a king
With an awful music taste
And you're way too artificial
Just like Kim Kardashian's face
borntodiethisway? well it better be soon
i want you dead and gone by half past noon
you aint got a chance against me
up in the club thats where i be
countin my racks till quarter past 3
yeah when your gone they all filled with glee
borntodiethisway? well it better be soon
i want you dead and gone by half past noon
you aint got a chance against me
up in the club thats where i be
countin my racks till quarter past 3
yeah when your gone they all filled with glee
Kiss your fist
bitch suck my d***
i wouldn't have you with my s**t
you think you so high and mighty in the sky
just like scar i played your last lullaby
Long live the king
yes yo thats me
i least i don't be Play wack ass CD
i don't pray to Yeezus
I party with Jesus
Jay-z don't wear addias
frank ocean is beneath us
can't keep in between us
Ariana a hoe
who just wear a bow
