[Verse 1: DaBaby] Yeah, yeah, yeah Now I'm on the list, ain't no listenin' Y'all on my dick made me sick, y'all so sickening (Hah) Now I carry a stick and I stick it in She tryna ask for a pic like she pickin' him (She pickin') I got all of the benjamins Watch for your bitch, I'm the one that she follow and messagin' (Hah, yeah) I don't know if she sick, but she swallow my kids, make it look like she swallowing medicine (No cap) Yeah, yeah, hah I'm going pyscho (Yeah) I might give that bitch fifteen minutes or more, I'll insure it like Geico (Hah) You best watch your mouth when you talk to me, make a mistake, ain't no typo (No cap) The bitch end up fuckin' wit' me, she got suction with me, ain't no lypo (Hah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Crypt] They don't like the way I rap, take it back I'm just tryna make these tracks, make 'em last Got a lot ahead of me, I hate the past Gotta be a massage for me, but it breaks your back Basically, breaking the bacon I'm makin' 'em mad, mistakin' 'em People patiently payin' him Hoping that he has to hang wit' him The MVP, the jealousy I hit 'em wit' it heavily, it's shakin' 'em 'Cause I got my pick of the litter, bitch, I'm really the winner Vomit 'cause I'm sick of the bitterness and Twitter kids, I don't give a shit Rejectin' my message before they even consider it Ridiculous, how they triggered by my words? They illiterate They don't want me to win because I am different I'm really to the top, they wanna stop, but they some ignorant idiots So the minute it finishes, I'ma kill em with discipline Got off on the wrong note, like a dissonant instrument uh, yeah
[Verse 3: Comethazine] Back on my motherfuckin' new shit I got a bag, 20K, that shit exclusive I put Goyard on my waist, that shit expensive I gone so far, résumé, that shit extensive
[Verse 4: NLE Choppa] Yeah, yeah, yeah Bitch, I'm the beast Pop just like grease (Huh?) They try to bite me, I knock out they teeth (Yeah, yeah) Sick with this shit, think I got a disease (Woah, yeah) Yeah that bitch do not pray, but she all on her knees (Huh?) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Huh? Huh?) That lil' bitch wanna give me some top now (What?) I let it pop out (What?), I had to pop off (Huh?) Jumping on top of your block like some hopscotch (Huh?) I hit the three, don't need no shot clock (Nah) Knock, knock, knock, lil' bitch you a knock off Everybody, they playin' with me And they all on the bottom, 'cause now I been on top
[Verse 5: Lil Tecca] I got all the cash, I got all the bands now She shakin' her ass, I feel like the man now Bitch, don't even ask, you can't get no handouts Get no handouts, you know I stand out I feel- I feel like she want it, I'm really ballin' I'ma shoot you if you talkin', it's gonna cost it I feel- I feel like the man now Hit you, you the man down You the man down
[Verse 6: Tom MacDonald] I'm white and I'm sad, and I'm sad that I'm white And they'd love me if I was just black like the night Why can't I be white without having to fight For my beautiful eyes that are blue and so bright They're offended and triggered, it makes me so mad I didn't have slaves, I am not like my dad So why have these people been treating me bad? I'll say I'm just trolling, thank you for the bag I'm white! And they say that's not alright, yeah! It makes me wanna fight!
[Verse 7: 6ix9ine (2019)] *Cricket chirps*
[Verse 8: Classic Chance the Rapper] Ah Life is like some tennis, the ballings been makin' a racket Like Kardashian with the acting, the faking and plastic It's basically magic, I prayed with all the days I imagined Seein' myself up on the screen, ain't had no cable, just static Wet dreams of maple bacon and mansions, racist faces with panic Bigger than glaciers, Titanic I'm playing Madden with Anderson Cooper My beef Kobe like the Los Angeles hooper You cannot cancel this, I handle maneuver For example, I grew this money tree with ample manure I'm just a mammal with some bite, yeah, my enamel cuts through the Bullshit they threw so, in Canada, that's true though I sampled everything in my Costco then I ran, Naruto-style Sometimes I feel like a planet, and sometimes not, like I'm Pluto I bring the fam together, then I fuck it up, like a game of Uno That's just part of my philosophy, I'm like word to Russot I'm certain you know, got a perfect new flow, who knows? (Ah)
[Verse 9: 2019 Chance the Rapper] Too much water in my lemonade drink Do it for my daughter, I be dressed in all-pink Battleship, battleship, you know they all sink I'ma do me, I don't care what y'all think I got blue feet, I'm like in Monsters Inc Glass, glass, glass, glass, glass, they all clink That's, that's, that's, the *mumbling* (Hahahaha)
[Verse 10: Lil Nas X] Yeah, uh-huh Underwood Beats I'm up on my tractor I wanna go faster All around the pasture Howdy to the passerby's Life gets rowdy, then it passes by Life's exactly like the cattle's cry (Yeah!) Yeah, I wanna go faster All around the pasture Howdy to the passerby's Huh, life gets rowdy, then it passes by Life's exactly like the cattle's cry (Bitch) I was like, "Howdy", it skidaddled by Too many snakes in the grass and they all gonna rattle by, huh, yeah Life ain't no roses and daisies, this shit ain't no apple pie Hold up, huh, yeah, this ain't no apple pie, bitch!
[Verse 11: Rick Ross] Around so many new faces to match the blue faces I get what I want, don't ever do favors These days, life's a trip, I got some new laces Swimmin' in women, bitches who actin' too gracious Say, "Gracias", these exotic sauces and sorbet Got this bitch from Brazil she telling me, "Olay" All day, in Costa Rica with the roleplay So many thorns, on the journey to the rosé
[Verse 12: Pi'erre Bourne] Oh yeah, huh All this time I'm just findin' in my head Some days, I'm the (What?) motherfuckin' man One way bitch I turned it and I ran Runway, I just touched down in Japan Yeah I ball, someone tell a friend Hit the mall, do that shit again Callin', I'ma send their state to mail Stylin', got that drip just like a snail, yeah
[Verse 13: Dax] (It's Dax!) Sometimes I wonder why life is so hard And it's slappin' you right in the face (Damn!) I came from cleanin' up toilets and workin' for hours And still wasn't in the right place (Phew!) I was alone and so lost and just trapped with my thoughts Tryna make it, I ain't had no manager! (No!) I was a janitor, I took my dreams and the world (No, no!) And I shot myself through the diameter! (No, no, no, no, no!) I was destined to be (Yeah!) At the top and the best in the league (Yeah!) I remember them messin' with me (No!) But I'm winning it regularly (Yeah!)
[Verse 14: YBN Cordae] I bought a- Louis V belt, staying true to myself All this- jewelry fooling me, I stupidly fell for it I fell for it face-first, friends change in the worst days But maybe they never had any love for me in the first place That's wack, the fact of the matter is, what matters is facts My soul turned colder than the platinum that I have on my plaques And now my momma never call because she think that I'm busy But I really just been waiting for the moment she'll hit me, yeah
[Verse 15: Ignorant Quadeca] Hol' up It's time to pledge your allegiance, bitch (Huh, huh?) Somebody call Mike Pence and tell him I killed him just since I was a fetus, bitch (Woo!) I was a dangerous baby Up-up in the manger, I did shit like Jesus, bitch They be too loud with the shit-talking Soon as I respond it's, "Hah! I plead the fifth!" (Wait, bitch!) I think I hear something wack (Wack) Oh, that's just your new fucking track (Oh shit!) Uh-huh, she asked when I'm coming back (Wait, what?) Scream my own name when we fuck, I'm like, "Bitch, it's Dax!"(What?) I said, "Bitch, it's Dax!" You talk nonsense, I say bitch it's facts, uh oh (Oh shit! Oh!)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
