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[intro]
i might have to murder someone from the bimbo squad, r.i.p., come on

[verse 1]
yeah, just lost four, but i just signed seven
stupid little bimbos, do the math, i’m still stepping (step*step)
i put mdm records on the map, don’t forget it
talking on my name when you know that my pen a weapon

[verse 2]
yeah, they’re always talking on my name ’cause it’s relevant
without me, they wouldn’t have their fame, that’s an elephant
sorry, i just spit some truth, dissing never been the move
sign to wu but promise you, your owner can’t name all of you
[verse 3]
and is that naomi or amara? i can’t even tell
their bars are drier than sahara
bet she caught chlamydia when she f*cked sk’s father
gyalie like a baker ’cause she spread it like no other (yeah, she spread it)

[verse 4]
always talking ’bout some false promises, when the only thing that i did is give you time i didn’t have with all my modesty (listen up)
and yeah, i was gone for three weeks but during that time, i made more tracks than your whole d*mn discography (oh sh*t)

[verse 5]
talking bout the quality, let’s talk about the quality (oh sh*t)
highest plaquing artist in this city, do not bother me (listen up)
going lightly honestly, they know i’m the prodigy (uh, uh)
you can go ask eezy, he knows that i do it properly (wagyu pack)

[verse 6]
took you when n0body wanted you but you’re somebody now
look around; half of what you see i built when i left to find my own route
you can ask liz anya or any of them names
the moment that i left wu*chang was when they upped their whole game (that’s a fact)

[verse 7]
what a shame, i showed you respect and i’m the one to blame?
said that we ain’t gave you sh*t, we put rep up on your name
disrespectful little divas think they’re on the rise to fame?
keep it plain, half you b*tches need to up your make*up game
[verse 8]
now you’re signed to mr. k, and i got respect for him because he lasted ’bout four days ‘fore he shot you in the face
don’t make me get in my zone, i might go out of control
this one i’m just warning you, the next one leave you comatose

[verse 9]
one uk riddim, that’s that (that’s that)
ending up like shannon or naomi, that’s clapped (that’s clapped)
or end up like brittany or amara, tap*tapped (tap*tapped)
matter of fact, i ain’t dissing you when you ain’t even got a diamond plaque, little b*tches (little b*tches)

[outro]
so, hopefully that makes it clear that you should keep my name out of your f*cking dirty little mouth, yeah
if i have to come back again, i’mma body you
that’s on s.k., that’s on my seven new artists, oh wait, matter of fact, it’s seventeen now
that’s on all my diamond plaques, oh wait, that’s six now, oh wait, the plaques changed now, that’s sixteen now
don’t f*ck with me, yeah, ’cause next time, it’s a uk ting and it’s over

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