i don't know - zxmra lyrics
[intro]
f*ck you talkin’ bout some “i used you” bullsh*t
i treated you with some respect
like, what the f*ck?
[verse]
they say, “how you gon’ let that b*tch control you?”, i don’t know
holy f*ck, that hoe’s cum whiter than some f*cking snow
all that sneak dissin’, oh my god, you such a p*ssy boy
f*cked that b*tch so good, she was ridin’ with some joy
b*tch, i pour a cup, then i pray that i get some money today
no i’m not pourin’ no lean, this some lemonade (ha*ha)
yeah, i grew up poor, no sh*t i want some paychecks
paychecks for some neck and some necklaces
b*tch, i’m on a roll, while you just scroll
not gonna lie, all that bread done turned me into an assholе
all these b*tches donе sold their soul for some— (what?)
yeah, i hit up hollywood cole, then hit that two step
ruin that b*tch’s career like i’m johnny depp
r.i.p. to e, wish you was here, sh*t, i mean it
b*tches talkin’ bout’ some safe s*x, nah b*tch, i go f*ckin’ raw
i’on trust dudes who wear some nike techs
yeah, i caught yo b*tch givin’ neck for some checks
i got five hundred plots like that man lil tec
nah, this ain’t a ford, this a motherf*ckin’ trackhawk
yeah, that b*tch knock, then she give some gawk
oh, wait, that b*tch used, get her out the block
i swear to god all these b*tches wanna talk
b*tches out here rappin’ like they got some wok
but, somehow still people saying that i can’t rap
i’m so tired of these rats, so i done told ’em “stop the cap”
these white hood*wannabes actin’ like they got some straps
thinkin’ like i would even give a cr*p
like faygo, i’ll take yo ass off the map
you lil’ sh*ts so funny, it ain’t even funny
all you internet b*tches just makin’ me money (perfect!)
and these industry b*tches, they not yo friends (they really not yo friends)
all those nights at the studio, just for a stab in the back (many sleepless nights)
just for taz to f*ck your girlfriend’s ass (d*mn, iann)
i’on even know how that d*ck fitted in (like, how the f*ck?)
don’t worry though, i’on really give a jack (nah, i’on really do)
but if he f*ck wit me, just know he got a bullet in his back (that sh*t on god)
it’s me
[outro]
i kinda don’t got no more sh*t to say
i’m done. lemme hop off this beat
thanks cole
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