Mutha melatonin
Bitches sleepin on me
Or better yet, i'm mutha molly
Niggas geekin on me
I got yo daddy off that pack
You know i keep it on me
I'm with my bitches in the trap
Know i don't fuck with phonies
He asked me if that pussy worth it
Told him ask his homie
He tryna dig off in me raw
And he don't even know me
Can't even judge him, man
Its cold out here
These niggas lonely
Don't waste your passion on a girl like me
I won't return it
I prolly use that shit to light my fucking blunt
And use the ashes in a ritual
Now you can't get over me
It's spiritual
Cast me out, rebuke me
Lets get biblical
Foaming at the mouth
He need a physical
Your people moving slow
They bout to have to plan your funeral
Hook:
I be talking shit
I swear to god i mean it
I buss a nut all on his dick
And make his girlfriend clean it
I know my mama prayin for me
She don't like my demons
I know the reaper waiting on me
Let me grab my adidas
Yea
I be talking shit
I swear to god i mean it
I buss a nut all on his dick
And make his girlfriend clean it
I know my mama prayin for me
She don't like my demons
I know the reaper waiting on me
Let me grab my adidas
I'm with whatever, nigga
Verse
You got issues with yourself, bitch
Fuck this rappin shit, you really need some help, bitch
You done lost it
Living in the past, kiss my ass
I'm a boss bitch
Beefing with yourself cuz my shit premium
It costs, bitch
Yea
I know you think a bitch beneath you
You think you better
But the proof is in the puddin
Keep it pushin
I don't bother niggas
Niggas like to bother bbymutha
In ya mouth like braces
Let this pistol pop the rubber
Who you really mad at?
Shit it need to be yo people
Sent yo ass out
Got you thinkin you my equal
Got you thinkin that i'm feeble
Come and test me
Call me what you want
Long as you know i'm still the best
I'm yo superior
Bitch
Hook
Verse: Mutha melatonin Bitches sleepin on me Or better yet, i'm mutha molly Niggas geekin on me I got yo daddy off that pack You know i keep it on me I'm with my bitches in the trap Know i don't fuck with phonies He asked me if that pussy worth it Told him ask his homie He tryna dig off in me raw And he don't even know me Can't even judge him, man Its cold out here These niggas lonely Don't waste your passion on a girl like me I won't return it I prolly use that shit to light my fucking blunt And use the ashes in a ritual Now you can't get over me It's spiritual Cast me out, rebuke me Lets get biblical Foaming at the mouth He need a physical Your people moving slow They bout to have to plan your funeral Hook: I be talking shit I swear to god i mean it I buss a nut all on his dick And make his girlfriend clean it I know my mama prayin for me She don't like my demons I know the reaper waiting on me Let me grab my adidas Yea I be talking shit I swear to god i mean it I buss a nut all on his dick And make his girlfriend clean it I know my mama prayin for me She don't like my demons I know the reaper waiting on me Let me grab my adidas I'm with whatever, nigga Verse You got issues with yourself, bitch Fuck this rappin shit, you really need some help, bitch You done lost it Living in the past, kiss my ass I'm a boss bitch Beefing with yourself cuz my shit premium It costs, bitch Yea I know you think a bitch beneath you You think you better But the proof is in the puddin Keep it pushin I don't bother niggas Niggas like to bother bbymutha In ya mouth like braces Let this pistol pop the rubber Who you really mad at? Shit it need to be yo people Sent yo ass out Got you thinkin you my equal Got you thinkin that i'm feeble Come and test me Call me what you want Long as you know i'm still the best I'm yo superior Bitch Hook Explain Request ×
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