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Been in the game since '019 None these bitches can't chat for me Lit bitch spark my own light Even if they're on smoke Nah none these bitches ain't matching me Act like they don't know me But already know that half of the industry cat for me No force lil mama Mine's naturally And factually Don't need niggas writing raps for me B-A-D-D Inna real life Ain't no C-A-P b Other girls lifeline D-I-E-D 1 bar leave em on ITV Fuck a hi vis on S-I-T-E Bitches got bark but no B-I-T-E Hit a lick Bitches tongues T-I-E-D For real ones Imma R-I-D-E Respect the name £MON coming back again Bitches only rap cos they cat for fame I'm a real top girl ask Dushane You can be another victim in this house of pain My bad I'm sexy can't help it No promo or co-sign I'm still lit I'm sick Discovered I got stage 4 bad bitch Pretty girl so I know they wanna fuck with me City girl so you know I don't fuck for free Yeezy on when I wanna look comfortably YSL when I wanna do Luxury I know you're waiting for the hip hop shit It's en route But true say I'm still a UK bitch Model bitch On my runway shit Cos I already been that girl I already been that bitch Flow laced with crack It's injecting Dem gyal there The game ain't respecting Shit's finally interesting Stocks went up Best start to invest in They been pathetic Can't style on me if your wig's been synthetic Fake lifestyles man it's been cosmetic Bloodline lit man it's been genetic My freestyles worth me getting signed Yours Never mind You don't work for this you don't grind Half of me is like 6 girls combined Section me off get me confined Cos if they see me they're bound to go blind Who you just signed they're wasting your time They wait for ghostwriters to send lines You know my name rings like doors with a bell I can't take any L's Gassed up so they get pumped with a shell Keep a couple Chunkz of the money cos I'm young and affiliated Fuck a top 10 Man I been the greatest Surveillance on my gram wanna see the latest £MONZ put in work No this ain't no hobby Came to kill I'm leaving with bodies Came to show you how it's done properly Can't be a dickhead nah I'm too cocky Too cold I'ma need me a doctor This flow needs a all black Notca How the fuck you wanna throw £MONZ any shots When I could put your best flow in a Cardboard Box Make you head home no Knucks Make 1 shot have da body dem drop Might do Rap then another day Pop But you still can't match anything I drop Ain't gassed on whips that my nigga just copped Know these record labels are gonna spin blocks like I try be low-key but these bitches notice me They try run my race ain't close as me Chelsea cmon now you can't be a clone of me Nah You can't fit in to my niche Try copy the pattern without the blueprint I'll Jeffrey Dahmer a nigga Ted Bundy a bitch Tongue's lethal Bars blue badge any bitch
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