[Intro]
(Yuh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yuh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yuh)
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yuh)
[Chorus]
f*ck-f*ck-f*ck bein' up next, bitch, I'm up now
f*ck 'bout any opp who say he don't want ones now
Bust down, fitted head-to-toe, look like a slut how my butt's out
Moonin'-moonin' every opp who scared to run down
Up, down, up, down, yo' bitch tryna f*ck now-now
Every time I hit the f*ckin' bowl, I cough my lungs out-out
Big hits only 'round the holy, bitch, like, what now-now?
Not the type to bully someone I don't give a f*ck 'bout-'bout
[Verse 1]
Why these hoes think I care? I'm worriеd 'bout more pressin' shit
That-that-that boy is a p*ssy, why the f*ck hе think he pressin' shit?
Shout-out-shout-out to my bartard homies, I used to press 'em shit
I laugh at you like "Har-har," homie, yo' bitch wan' neck a chick
Plugger-plugger look like Jar Jar, he be sellin' that meth and shit
Yo' bitch-yo' bitch in my car-car, now she think I'm the best and shit
All-all-all these f*ckin' comments hate on me 'cause I'm transgender shit
Keep-keep-keep on f*ckin' commentin', that shit pay for my estrogen
Like, haha, haha, why yo' bitch wan' f*ck on me?
Like, haha, haha, why the opps be duckin' me?
Like, haha, haha, I'm in they head, they stuck on me
Like, haha, haha, why my opps in love with me? Like
[Verse 2]
Why that-why that boy wan' beef with me when he ain't got no shooters-shooters?
That boy ain't gon' spit at me when starin' down the Luger-Luger
Ain't nobody care about your opinions, you's a loser-loser
Ain't nobody care about yo' hip-hop, you's a boomer, huh
A-a-a-ain't nobody care; you look up to Freddy Krueger
T-t-t-t-trust me, you a square; like, you ain't got no balls like you got neutered, huh
Yo'-yo' bitch give me brain while I work like she's a tutor, huh
She-she get in my face, then she twerk, so I'll do her, huh
[Chorus]
f*ck bein' up next, bitch, I'm up now-now
f*ck 'bout any opp who says he doin' ones now
Bust down, fitted head-to-toe, look like a slut how my butt's out
Moonin'-moonin' every opp who scared to run down
Up, down, up, down, yo' bitch tryna f*ck now
E-every time I hit the f*ckin' bowl, I cough my lungs out
Big hits only 'round the holy, bitch, like, what now?
Not-not-not the type to bully someone, I don't give a f*ck-f*ck-f*ck—
(ISSBROKIE)